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UNIVERSITY  OF 

NORTH  CAROLINA 

AT  CHAPEL  HILL 


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me  for  books.  Joe  A.  Cunningham. 


AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL  SKETCH. 


There  is  a  tradition  that  far  back  in  the  early 
ages  of  Scotland  one  of  its  many  little  kings  had 
a  special  farmer  friend  whose  given  name  was 
"  Ham."  At  one  time  a  rebellion  was  in  his  realm, 
and  the  king  was  about  to  be  captured  by  his  en- 
emies ;  so  he  made  his  way  to  the  farm  of  his  friend, 
Ham,  who  at  the  time  was  piling  his  hay  into  hay- 
cocks. Upon  being  told  by  the  king  the  state  of 
affairs,  Ham  hid  the  king  under  one  of  his  hay- 
mows ;  and  when  the  pursuers  came,  he  told  them 
that  the  king  had. been  there,  but  had  disappeared. 
They  continued  their  pursuit  in  the  direction  they 
had  been  going;  and  when  they  were  fully  out  of 
sight,  Ham  had  his  friend,  the  king,  to  come  out 
from  under  the  hay  and  take  his  course  in  safety. 
This  cunning  trick  of  11  aw,  becoming  known, 
caused  him  to  be  called  "Cunning  Ham"  and  in 
course  of  time  his  family  were  all  called  "  Cunning- 
hams." 

Such  is  the  traditional  origin  of  the  peculiar 
name,  "  Cunningham."  It  is  certainly  a  name 
of  Scotch  origin.  Allen  Cunningham,  of  Scotland, 
was  a  poet  and  an  author  at  an  early  day.  It 
is  also  certain  that  a  portion  of  the  family  settled  in 
Ireland  at  an  early  period.     My  great-grandfather 


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4  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

came  from   Ireland  and  settled  in  Virginia  during 
the   first   settlements  of  this  country.     My  grand- 
father, Samuel  Cunningham,  came  west  from  Vir- 
ginia, and  settled  on  the  Upper  Cumberland  River, 
when   that   country  was   a   wilderness,    in   what   is 
now  Jackson   County.     He  reared   a   large   family, 
most  of  whom  were  sons,  and  they  all  (except  my 
father,  James  G.  Cunningham)  went  farther  west, 
and  settled  in  Arkansas  about  the  time  I  was  born, 
in   1843.     They  all  prospered,  and  were  iceU  fixed 
when  the  Civil  War  began.     Uncle  Davidson  Cun- 
ningham  was   a   Confederate   Congressman,    while 
Uncle   Anderson  Cunningham   and  Uncle   William 
Cunningham  were  Confederate  officers  under  Gen- 
eral Price.     After  the  close  of  the  war,  my  father 
and   a   young   man   named  "  White  "   stopped   and 
spent  the  night  with  a  wealthy  farmer  in  one  of  the 
best  parts  of  Arkansas.     The  next  morning  the  old 
farmer  allowed  White  to  pay  for  staying  overnight, 
but  refused  to  take  anything  from  my  father  because 
his  name  was  "  Cunningham."     Upon  inquiry,  they 
learned  that   Uncle  William   Cunningham  and   his 
men  had,  during  the  latter  portion  of  the  war,  de- 
stroyed a  company  of  thieving  jayhawkers  of  the 
Federal  Army  that  had  infested  the  neighborhood 
of  this  old  farmer.     Of  course  he  was  delighted  to 
meet  a  brother  of  the  man  who  had  done  the  neigh- 
borhood so  much  good. 

My  father  having  never  left  grand  old  Tennes- 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  5 

see.     I    was,    therefore,    reared    in    the    good    old 
county  of  Jackson,  among  the  hills  of  the  Upper 
Cumberland  country.     My  father  was  a  successful 
farmer,    merchant,    and    stock    trader;    and    I    was 
brought  up  to  understand  these  things.     I  remem- 
ber one  incident,  that  happened  when  I  was  about 
twelve  or  thirteen  years  old,  that  is  worth  relating: 
My  father  and  my  only  older  brother,  P.  D.  Cunning- 
ham, both  had  to  attend  court.     I  was  the  only  one 
that  could  be  left  to  run  the  store.     My  father  did  a 
large  crediting  business,  most  heads  of  families  at 
that  time  having  the  benefits  of  credit.     There  was 
an  unreliable  character  in  the  neighborhood,  who, 
seeing  my  father  and  brother  going  to  town,  con- 
ceived the  idea  of  coming  to  our  store  to  see  if  he 
could  not  beat  the  little  boy  clerk  out  of  something. 
Well,  he  came,  and  reported  that  Mr.  Philip  Speavs 
(one   of  my  father's   regular   customers)    had   sent 
him  to  get  twenty-five  dollars'  worth  of  goods.     I 
asked  him  for  his  order  to  this  effect.     He  said  that 
.  Mr.  Spears  was  not  where  he  could  write  an  order 
at  the  time,  but  said   for  me  to  let  him  have  the 
goods,  and  it  would  be  all  right.     I  hesitated  a  long 
time,  but  finally  the  man  overpersuaded  me.     I  sold 
him   the  twenty-five   dollars'  worth   of  goods,   and 

charged  them  to  Mr.  Philip  Spears,  by  Mr.  , 

through  verbal  order.  After  the  man  had  beef* 
gone  about  an  hour,  I  got  so  uneasy  that  I  went  and 
told  my  mother  what  1  had  done,  and  that  I  feared 


6  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

the  man  had  misrepresented  the  matter.  She 
thought  so,  too ;  so  I  at  once  closed  the  store,  sad- 
dled a  horse,  and  went  first  to  see  Mr.  Spears. 
Finding  that  he  had  given  no  such  verbal  order,  I 
at  once  followed  the  man  to  his  home,  which  was 
many  miles  away,  and  informed  him  that  he  had  got 
the  goods  under  false  pretense,  and  that  the  debt 
must  be  at  once  paid  to  me,  or  secured.  He  found 
the  little  boy  clerk  so  hot  after  him  that  he  secured 
the  claim  ;  and  I  rode  home  late  in  the  night,  feel- 
ing that  my  father  could  not  scold  me,  and  he  did 
not.  I  relate  this  incident  to  show  a  thing  that  is 
characteristic  of  the  Cunninghams  in  general. 
They  are  a  go-ahead  people  ;  I  never  knew  a  lazy 
Cunningham.  There  are  many  character  qualities 
that  ?eem  universally  found  among  them.  All  are 
natural  mechanics,  fearless,  and  brimful  of  energy; 
hence,  I  think  all  are  akin,  and  that  there  is  possibly 
some  truth  in  the  old  Scotch  tradition  regarding 
the  origin  of  the  family  name. 

In  my  father's  family  there  were  nine  chil- 
dren. I  was  the  middle  one — the  hinge,  so  to 
speak — of  the  family,  having  three  sisters  and 
one  brother  older  than  myself,  and  one  sister  and 
three  brothers  younger.  When  the  war  came,  I 
was  at  school  at  Bloomington,  Putnam  County, 
and  had  finished  a  good  education,  except  Latin 
and  Greek ;  and,  as  I  intended  to  be  a  preacher,  I 
expected    to    master    these     languages.     But     my 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  7 

brother  P.  D.  Cunningham,  went  into  the  Twenty- 
eighth  Tennessee  Confederate  Infantry  in  1861 ; 
and  although  I  was  over  four  years  younger  than 
he  and  quite  a  boy,  I  followed  him  into  the  army. 
He  became  adjutant  of  the  regiment,  while  I  be- 
came assistant  commissary  and  general  clerk  at 
headquarters.  We  were  together  at  Fishing  Creek 
and  at  Shiloh.  He  finally  became  colonel  of  the 
regiment,  and  was  killed  in  the  battle  of  Murfrees- 
boro,  on  Friday  evening.  His  remains  were 
brought  home — to  the  old  farm,  on  Jennings'  Creek, 
in  Jackson  County — by  one  of  his  men,  Brison 
Draper,  and  his  burial  took  place  on  the  old  home- 
stead. He  was  possibly  the  youngest  colonel  in 
the  Confederate  Army,  and  was  greatly  beloved  by 
his  men.  My  health  failing,  I  was  released  from 
the  army  after  the  battle  of  Shiloh.  I  afterwards 
attached  myself  to  the  command  of  Colonel  Ham- 
ilton as  a  scout ;  later  he  gave  me  authority  to  form 
and  equip  a  company  of  cavalry  behind  the  Federal 
lines  of  the  Upper  Cumberland.  I  was  engaged  in 
this  work  when  captured,  in  the  fall  of  1863.  At 
that  time  my  company  had  been  about  half  com- 
pleted and  officered,  and  we  were  in  active  service, 
meeting  and  making  raids  against  jayhawkers  and 
thieves.  I  made  an  effort  to  stop  all  raiding  into 
Kentucky  from  the  Upper  Cumberland  counties  for 
purposes  of  plunder,  and  came  near  having  a  per- 
sonal encounter  with  Captain  Richardson,  who  was 


8  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

leading  a  band  of  straggling1  Kentuckians  engaged 
largely  in  this  kind  of  business.  I  told  him  that  I 
abandoned  the  attempt  solely  because  I  had  not 
sufficient  force  to  carry  out  the  design.  His  squad- 
ron was  afterwards  commanded  by  the  famous 
Magruder.  On  November  19,  1863,  I  went  home 
with  my  brother-in-law,  Capt.  Nathan  Walker,  of 
Colonel  Hamilton's  command.  While  there  we 
were  surrounded  at  night  by  a  company  of  Federal 
cavalry  on  a  raid  in  that  country,  and,  after  a  ter- 
rific little  fight,  we  were  overpowered,  captured, 
and  sent  to  Camp  Chase,  O.,  where  my  brother-in- 
law  died  of  smallpox.  I  was  sent  from  Camp 
Chase,  with  Morgan's  officers,  to  Fort  Delaware, 
where  I  was  kept  until  the  war  closed. 

In  the  month  of  June,  1865,  I  returned  to  Ten- 
nessee, where  I  formed  the  acquaintance  of  the 
sweet  poetess,  Miss  Jennie  Jones,  of  Buffalo, 
and  we  were  married  in  January,  1868.  We  first 
lived  at  Gainesboro  a  short  time,  when  financial 
conditions  caused  me  to  buy  my  father-in-law's 
farm,  on  Buffalo  River,  in  Humphreys  County. 
After  living  on  the  farm  for  two  years,  I  found  that 
my  health  was  likely  to  break  down  ;  so  I  went  to 
Nashville  and  began  traveling  commercially,  and 
have  continued  doing  so  ever  since.  I  moved  to 
Louisville,  Ky.,  where  my  wife  became  well  and  fa- 
vorably known  as  "  the  sweet  poetess  of  the  Cou- 
rier-Journal, Mrs.  Jennie  Jones  Cunningham. "  After 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  9 

having  been  confined  to  her  bed  for  many  years, 
she  died  in  January,  18QJ,  and  we  laid  her  to  rest 
in  Cave  Hill  Cemetery.'  1  am  still  on  the  road  in  a 
commercial  capacity,  and  am  also  writing  and 
preaching  in  the  cause  of  truth  generally,  and  es- 
pecially for  original  Christianity. 
I  have  given  this  sketch  by  request. 

JOE  A.  CUNNINGHAM. 


THE  BLUE  AND  THE  GRAY. 


Come,  all  the  world,  and  hear  our  lay! 
We'll  sing  about  the  Blue  and  Gray. 
Xo  braver  men  e'er  trod  the  earth  ; 
No  braver  can  be  given  birth. 
Yes,  come,  old  comrades  of  the  Blue ! 
We  have  kind  words  to  say  to  you, 
Though  we  were  on  the  other  side 
In  our  great  wrangle  and  divide. 
Come,  comrades  of  the  warlike  Gray, 
And  listen  to  the  truth  to-day 
About  our  great  internal  war 
That  spread  destruction  near  and  far ! 
Come,  comrades  of  the  North,  as  true 
As  ever  warlike  weapon  drew  ! 
Come,  comrades  of  the  South,  as  bold 
As  ever  drew  a  sword  of  old ! 
We'll  fraternize  in  peace  to-day, 
And  give  to  love  its  rightful  sway, 
And  grieve  our  mother  States  "  fell  out  ' 
And  raised  the  fam'ly  war  cry,  shout — 
Yes,  grieve  we  ever  had  a  war, 
With  great  destruction,  near  and  far, 
Between  ourselves  for  four  long  years, 
That  must  have  caused  a  billion  tears. 
And  'twas  to  fix  by  act  of  might, 


12        The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

Regardless  of  just  what  was  right, 

A  thing  that  should,  by  legislation, 

Have  been  adjusted  by  our  nation — 

A  thing  that  Jefferson  and  Clay 

Desired  to  settle  in  their  day, 

So  that  our  grand  old  ship  could  move 

Her  onward  course  through  waters  smooth. 

But  all  their  plans,  this  end  to  gain, 

Our  leading  men  would  not  sustain, 

And  so  they  died;  and  many  more 

Like-minded  men  have  gone  before, 

All  seeing  trouble  for  our  nation, 

If  not  removed  by  legislation, 

Since  traffic  in  mankind,  as  brutes, 

Can  bring  no  other  kind  of  fruits 

But  evil — evil  all  the  way, 

From  earthly  time  to  judgment  day. 

O,  what  regret  more  men  of  pow'r 

Did  not  at  such  an  early  hour 

Perceive  the  breakers  in  the  fore 

And  guide  our  ship  more  near  the  shore 

Of  safety,  justice,  peace,  and  right — 

The  shore  of  righteousness  and  light — 

So  that  our  war  could  not  have  come ! 

Our  States  could  all  have  been  as  one 

United  band — all  bound  together 

By  love  of  all,  one  for  another ; 

For  we  are  all  Americans, 

Though  Qfathered  from  all  other  clans 


lS1A   to' 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  13 

Of  white  men  round  the  grand  old  earth. 

We  love  the  land  that  gave  us  birth, 

And  all  are  truly  loving  brothers, 

Though  loyal  to  our  grand  old  mothers, 

The  States  from  which  we  all  came  forth — 

Some  lying  South,  some  lying  North — 

And  all  regret  our  States  divided 

And  leading  men  on  war  decided. 

So  we  were  led  to  choose  a  side 

In  that  great  wrangle  and  divide 

Our  leading  men  forced  on  our  nation, 

In  spite  of  all  pacification ; 

And  we  were  caused,  though  good  and  true, 

To  don  the  Gray  or  don  the  Blue. 

It  was  a  thing  of  local  sway 

That  made  us  dress  in  Blue  or  Gray 

And  march  in  bands  to  fight  each  other, 

Sometimes  a  brother  'gainst  a  brother. 

But  now  our  States,  all  hand  in  hand, 

Again  as  States  united  stand  ; 

And  when  our  mother  States  unite, 

And  say,  "  Dear  sons,  no  longer  fight, 

But  be  at  peace  with  all  our  kin," 

To  not  obey  would  be  a  sin. 

Hence,  soldiers  all,  we  will  obey, 

And  love  and  peace  shall  have  full  sway 

O'er  all  old  comrades,  Gray  and  Blue; 

And  still  we'll  live  to  dare  and  do 

Our  best  for  all  things  that  are  right — 


14  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

Yes,  live  to  be  amidst  the  fight 
To  banish  from  our  homes  and  lands, 
To  banish  from  our  hearts  and  hands, 
All  things  that  tend  to  build  up  strife, 
All  things  that  mar  the  sweets  of  life, 
All  things  that  tend  to  draw  apart, 
All  things  that  break  a  loving  heart ; 
No  longer  wave  the  bloody  shirt, 
No  longer  throw  a  lump  of  dirt, 
No  longer  show  an  angry  mind, 
No  longer  speak  a  word  unkind ; 
But  cast  from  us — away,  away! — 
All  evil  things  that  round  us  play. 
Away  with  hate  !     Away  with  strife  ! 
Away  with  ev'ry  sin  of  life  ! 
Away  with  ev'ry  lordly  brag! 
Away  with  ev'ry  kind  of  nag ! 
Away  with  all  kinds  of  abuse! 
Away  with  ev'ry  poor  excuse 
To  hold  aloof  from  union  true 
Of  Southern  Gray  and  Northern  Blue ! 
And  let  us  be  a  peaceful  band, 
As  pilgrims  to  the  heav'nly  land, 
Forgiving  as  we'd  be  forgiven, 
So  all  may  reach  a  home  in  heaven — 
No  longer  Blue,  no  longer  Gray, 
But  all  in  white  at  judgment  day. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  15 

On  Southern  fields  the  Blue  and  Gray 

Marched  out  in  battle-formed  array; 

And  host  on  host  of  noble  forms 

Were  there  destroyed  by  raging  storms 

Of  war's  destructive,  fiery  breath 

Through  thousand  thousands  arms  of  death. 

For  four  long  years  we  fought  and  bled, 

And  strewed  the  ground  with  blood-stained  dead ; 

In  mixture  lay  the  Blue  and  Gray, 

Mementos  of  our  dreadful  frav — 

Some  killed  by  ball ;  some  torn  by  shell ; 

Some  pierced  by  steel  before  they  fell ; 

Some  wounded  badly,  slowly  dying; 

Some  wounded  less,  for  water  crying. 

But  still  our  cannons  thundered  louder ; 

And  still  the  cry,  "  More  balls  and  powder ! ' 

While  fiery  lines  ablaze  like  hell 

Swayed  to  and  fro  and  clashed  pellmell. 

Sometimes  the  Blue  would  give  away, 

Sometimes  it  was  the  fiery  Gray; 

But  whether  one  or  whether  other. 

They  formed  again  when  under  cover ; 

And  then  the  fight  would  start  anew 

Between  the  warlike  Gray  and  Blue. 

Sometimes  the  Gray  would  give  a  yell 

And  charge  the  Blue  like  fiends  of  hell ; 

And  like  a  great  gun's  fiery  breath, 

They  sowed  their  pathway  well  with  death. 

But  still  somewhere  the  Blue  would  form 


16  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

On  vantage  ground  and  breast  the  storm ; 
And  on  and  on,  with  charge  and  shout, 
The  Blue  and  Gray  were  both  worn  out 
On  many  a  well-contested  field, 
And  neither  side  was  made  to  yield ; 
But  one  or  other  moved  away, 
To  get  more  ready  for  the  fray. 
Such  was  the  fighting,  comrades  true, 
Of  all  old  soldiers,  Gray  and  Blue. 
So  let  the  laurel  wreaths  abide 
In  equal  numbers  to  each  side; 
And  if  each  soldier  of  the  Blue 
Be  crowned  and  wreathed  as  good  and  true} 
Each  soldier  of  the  fiery  Gray 
Will  have  two  wreaths  to  give  away, 
For  Gray  had  one  where  Blue  had  three ; 
Blue  won  by  numbers,  then,  you  see. 
So  when  the  Blue  are  heard  to  say, 
"  We  whipped  you,  Southern  fiery  Gray," 
The  Gray  may  say :  "  O,  no,  brave  Blue ! 
We  were  worn  out  by  whipping  you." 
But,  comrades  all,  both  sides  were  bold 
As  soldiers  great  in  days  of  old  ; 
And  Uncle  Sam  has  learned  since  then 
To  use  his  Southern  fiery  men, 
In  deeds  of  valor,  great  and  true, 
As  well  as  heroes  of  the  Blue — 
All  fighters  at  the  sunny  South, 
All  fighters  at  the  frozen  North, 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  17 

All  heroes  of  a  common  land ! 

All  now  at  Uncle  Sam's  command. 

And  here  to-day  we  meet  again 

And  sorrow  o'er  our  brothers  slain, 

And  here  in  peace  confession  make : 

Our  war  was  one  immense  mistake, 

That  might  with  ease  have  been  prevented, 

Had  leaders  been  with  right  contented ; 

But  when  some  would  resort  to  might, 

It  brought  about  our  bloody  fight. 

Thank  God !  the  Blue  and  fiery  Gray 

Now  meet  on  Decoration  Day. 

Yes,  mothers  South  and  mothers  North, 

Your  sons  again  oft  sally  forth 

And  meet  on  many  a  battlefield. 

But  not  a  gun,  nor  sword,  nor  shield, 

Is  seen  among  the  bands  to-day; 

They  meet  to  love,  they  meet  to  pray, 

And  ev'ry  one  to  greet  the  other, 

As  brother  loves  to  greet  a  brother. 

Thank  God !  such  love  abounds  to-day. 

Thank  God !  we're  not  in  war's  array. 

Thank  God !  we  are  a  band  of  knights 

That  will  defend  our  country's  rights 

Against  all  wrongs  that  may  arise, 

Through  human  greed  or  otherwise ; 

But,  still,  we  wish  all  strife  may  cease 

And  let  all  nations  be  at  peace. 

And  yet  we  pledge  our  hearts  and  hands 


18  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

To  stand  against  all  foreign  lands, 

As  well  as  evil  combinations 

Of  wicked  men  and  wicked  nations, 

Should  they  attempt  to  interfere 

With  rights  our  country  holds  most  dear ; 

But  nevermore  shall  wicked  strife 

Compel  us  take  each  other's  life 

And  fill  our  land  with  desolation, 

And  Christian  folks  with  lamentation. 

O,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

What  caused  our  awful,  bloody  fray? 

We  all  are  now  so  far  from  youth 

That  surely  all  will  own  the  truth. 

Our  Southern  men  of  declamation 

All  say,  without  a  reservation, 

The  South  made  all  the  bloody  fights 

To  save  from  wrong  State  sov'reign  rights ; 

But  not  a  State  of  all  our  number 

E'er  had  such  rights  as  sov'reign  thunder, 

Except  the  Lone  Star  State  out  West  • 

No  other  State  was  e'er  so  blest. 

While  speakers  of  the  Northern  Blue 

All  fought  to  save  the  Union  true, 

As  when  our  States  were  first  united, 

Our  nation  born,  and  wrongs  were  righted 

By  force  of  arms  'gainst  English  pow'r, 

That  was  our  sov'reign  till  that  hour. 

Such  are-  the  pleas  our  speakers  make 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  19 

For  Civil  War,  our  great  mistake. 
And  yet  by  war  Blue  took  away 
Full  half  the  wealth  of  Southern  Gray, 
Without  a  show  of  legal  right, 
But  simply  as  an  act  of  might, 
Most  clearly  showing,  by  such  act, 
The  great  and  self-sustaining  fact : 
They  cared  not  for  our  Constitution 
Where  it  might  cross  a  resolution 
They  had  made  up  their  minds  about 
And  sought  the  pow'r  to  carry  out ; 
If  not,  by  law,  an  act  of  right, 
They  would  resort  to  act  of  might 
To  bring  about  their  great  design, 
And  slav  ry  was  their  countersign. 
And  talk  of  Gray  'bout  sov'reign  rights 
Of  States  was  merely  fancy  flights 
Of  words,  to  hide  the  trouble  true 
That  made  the  Gray  secede  from  Blue, 
Which  was  the  grand  mistake  the  Gray 
Made  on  that  great,  momentous  day, 
When  our  great  nation  got  so  hot 
It  boiled  in  anger  like  a  pot. 
Hence,  comrades  all,  there  was  a  cause, 
A  flaw  within  our  nation's  laws, 
That  made  the  slave  States  lightly  hold 
The  compact  made  by  States  of  old 
And  made  the  free  States  act  as  one 
In  pushing  on  that  cause  begun 


20  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

When  our  Republic  was  a  child, 

And  was  so  innocent  and  mild 

It  legalized  the  slav'ry  trade. 

' Twas  then  the  great  mistake  was  made 

That  brought  about  our  civil  strife 

And  all  heartrending  loss  of  life. 

So,  comrades  brave  and  comrades  bold, 

There  is  no  use  to  longer  hold 

The  negro  did  not  cause  our  war 

And  all  destruction  near  and  far ; 

For  wicked  men,  with  greed  for  gold, 

The  negro  into  slav'ry  sold, 

And  found  a  market  in  our  land, 

And  slaves  became  in  great  demand. 

The  system  pleased  the  Southern  Gray, 

And  slav'ry  South  was  given  sway ; 

Our  fathers  made  our  laws  maintain 

The  right  of  such  unholy  gain. 

Yet  Blue,  in  spite  of  Constitution, 

Made  war  upon  the  institution, 

And  claimed :  "  To  sell  mankind  as  brutes 

Can  bring  no  other  kind  of  fruits 

Than  evil  here  and  hell  at  last," 

Where  all  the  South  was  going  fast. 

And  churches  North,  with  lame  excuse, 

Took  up  the  slander  and  abuse, 

And  caused  the  people  of  the  South 

To  all  distrust  the  people  North. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  21 

Hence,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

Our  trouble  came  from  far  away, 

When  our  Republic  was  so  new. 

It  was  not  known  just  what  to  do. 

And  so  our  fathers  put  the  flaw 

Of  slav'ry  in  our  nation's  law  ; 

And  though  great  statesmen  of  our  nation 

Suggested  plans  of  legislation 

That  would  have  set  our  nation  right 

And  cured  our  laws  of  slav'ry  blight, 

Yet  slander  and  abuse  so  reigned 

That  no  right  measure  was  maintained. 

In  course  of  time  our  fathers  Xorth 

Sold  all  their  slaves  to  people  South ; 

And  then  their  sons,  like  foolish  knaves, 

Abused  the  South  for  owning  slaves. 

Of  course  such  conduct  brought  no  good, 

Yet  made  the  South  less  understood; 

For  slav'ry  was  an  institution 

Supported  by  our  Constitution, 

And  not  a  thing  without  support 

Outside  of  petty  State  resort. 

And  then  that  woman,  Mistress  Stowe, 

Wrote  "  Uncle  Tom's  Log"  House,"  you  know. 

A  bigger  lie  was  never  told 

Than  that  same  book  was  made  to  hold. 

Her  object  seemed  to  fire  the  North 

With  hatred  for  the  sunny  South. 


*  "Uncle  Tom's  Cabin." 


22  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

She  never  seemed  to  understand 

How  much  she  slandered  all  our  land. 

Yet  people  North  believed  it  true, 

And  in  their  anger  wore  the  Blue 

To  punish  all  the  Southern  dogs, 

That  treated  negroes  worse  than  hogs, 

According  to  that  wicked  tale 

That  Mistress  Stowe  got  out  for  sale, 

And  Northern  people  bought  and  read, 

Believing  all  the  woman  said  ; 

While  if  the  truth  about  the  South 

Could  have  been  known  throughout  the  North, 

The  Civil  War  would  not  have  come; 

The  people  would  have  been  as  one ; 

And  Congress  would,  in  time,  have  found 

Some  plan  of  good  and  common  ground, 

Whereon  the  North  and  South  could  stand, 

Regarding  slav'ry  in  our  land — 

Some  kind  of  change  in  legislation, 

Perhaps  a  wise  emancipation, 

Our  people  as  a  nation  bearing 

Such  loss  of  wealth  and  in  it  sharing. 

For  Southern  blacks,  instead  of  hated, 

Were  treated  much  like  folks  related, 

And  wore  with  pride  their  owner's  name, 

Upbuilding  all  they  could  the  same. 

Were  counted  half  among  the  fold, 

That  made  the  Southern  home  of  old ; 

A  kind  of  little  fam'ly  nation 

Was  ev'ry  Southern  "  old  plantation  " — 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  23 

Some  members,  black;  some  members,  white; 

But  all  as  one  amidst  the  fight 

For  all  the  comforts  home  affords, 

For  servants  true  and  kindly  lords. 

When  one  was  sick,  white  doctors  came ; 

A  white  or  black — 'twas  all  the  same. 

White  preachers  preached  alike  to  all 

The  story  of  the  first  man's  fall, 

And  how  a  Savior  from  above 

Came  down  to  show  Jehovah's  love  ; 

And  blacks  and  whites  were  all  enrolled 

Together  then  as  one  church  fold ; 

And  children  of  both  races  played 

Together  in  the  woodland  shade, 

And  had  a  time  as  good  and  fine 

As  if  there'd  been  no  color  line. 

Yes,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

There  was  a  kindness  at  that  day 

Between  the  races  in  the  South 

Not  dreamed  of  by  the  people  North  ; 

And  hence  the  negroes  all  were  true 

To  Southern  homes  before  the  Blue 

Came  down  with  war  and  desolation, 

Deranging  ev'ry  old  plantation. 

O,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 
Let's  all  be  honest  here  to-day. 
We  all  admit  a  fearful  flaw 
Was  placed  within  our  nation's  law, 


24  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

When  our  Republic  had  its  birth 

Out  of  the  throes  of  English  earth ; 

But  men  of  wisdom  of  our  nation 

Were  seeking,  through  wise  legislation, 

To  change  our  fundamental  law 

And  rid  our  nation  of  this  flaw. 

Had  wisdom  ruled  instead  of  might, 

This  change  could  not  have  caused  a  fight. 

All  now  can  see  that  Henry  Clay 

Saw  slav'ry's  danger  in  his  day, 

And  offered  wisest  legislation, 

A  kind  of  slow  emancipation. 

But  Congress  was  then  so  divided 

That  wisest  measures  were  derided. 

The  old  Missouri  Compromise 

Was  making  law  both  good  and  wise ; 

Yet  only  surface  legislation, 

Not  reaching  danger  in  our  nation. 

The  negro  was  a  human  being : 

'Twas  but  a  thing  of  time — his  freeing; 

'Twas  bound  to  come  through  act  of  right, 

And  needed  not  an  act  of  might ; 

For  all  the  world  agree  in  mind 

'Tis  wrong  to  traffic  in  mankind. 

And  yet  the  hosts  of  Northern  blood 

Came  down  in  anger  like  a  flood, 

And,  trampling  on  our  Constitution, 

Their  will  put  into  execution 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  25 

By  force,  and  turned  the  negro  loose, 

And,  with  a  wicked,  lame  excuse, 

Established  carpetbagger's  rule, 

Which  turned  the  negro  to  a  fool ; 

And  now,  instead  of  being  kind 

And  guided  by  the  white  man's  mind, 

He  has  become  a  raping  beast, 

And  only  needs  to  learn  to  feast 

On  human  flesh  to  be  as  base 

As  savage  monsters  of  his  race. 

But — thanks  to  God  ! — while  this  is  true 

Of  negroes  ruined  by  the  Blue, 

The  blacks  are  learning  day  by  day 

The  whites  that  love  them  wore  the  Gray, 

And  so  at  last  come  signs  of  hope 

Less  negroes  will  look  up  a  rope ; 

For  blacks  and  whites  on  Southern  soil, 

When  left  alone,  together  toil 

In  peace  and  love,  and  neither  race 

Usurps  the  other's  proper  place. 

Hence,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

One  problem  of  the  present  day 

Is  what  is  best  we  all  can  do, 

Both  Southern  Gray  and  Northern  Blue, 

With  negroes,  since  emancipation, 

That  menace  still  peace  of  our  nation. 

Let  Northern  Blue  not  shirk  away 

From  helping  those  who  wore  the  Gray 

In  dealing  with  this  problem  old 

As  time,  when  righteous  Noah  told 


26  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

The  race  of  Ham  should  serve  the  other 

(Two  races  born  of  common  mother) , 

A  service  not  as  common  chattel — 

All  bought  and  sold,  like  hogs  and  cattle — 

But  voluntary  service  rendered, 

For  benefits  in  justice  tendered. 

Now,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

Do  we  believe  God  rules  to-dav, 

As  well  as  in  those  times  of  old, 

About  which  we  are  plainly  told 

In  Bible  records  God  has  given 

To  guide  us  mortals  home  to  heaven? 

If  so,  we,  then,  must  act  aright, 

According  to  the  Bible's  light, 

And,  by  our  action  as  a  nation, 

Not  seek  by  foolish  legislation 

To  set  decrees  of  God  aside, 

Ignoring  him  through  human  pride. 

The  negro,  then,  must  still  remain 

The  bottom  rail,  where  he  has  lain 

Since  time  of  old,  when  God  decreed 

That  he  should 'serve,  and  not  be  freed 

From  serving  all  his  coming  days, 

Since  such  a  state  best  suits  his  ways ; 

And  'twas  an  error  when  our  nation 

Called  negroes  into  legislation. 

Lawmaking  is  a  thing  too  grand 

For  negro  minds  to  understand, 


The  Blue  and  the  Gua  v\  27 

And  'twas  enough  to  cure  the  flaw 

Our  country  had  as  slav'ry  law. 

To  place  the  blacks  upon  a  level 

With  whites  was  work  that  serves  the  devil ; 

God  no  such  thing  as  this  intended. 

This  act  of  law  should  be  amended 

So  as  to  let  the  white  man  rule, 

And  let  his  wisdom  be  a  school 

To  guide  the  black  man  day  by  day 

Along  his  God-predicted  way 

Of  service  to  the  other  races 

More  near  to  God  in  moral  graces. 

Such  change  within  our  legislation 

Would  make  a  great,  united  nation  ; 

The  white  man  ruling  at  the  North, 

The  white  man  ruling  al  the  South, 

And  with  the  flag  of  light  unfurled, 

Would  rule  to  Christianize  the  world. 

Yes,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

Let's  hope  the  time's  not  far  away 

When  this  wise  change  in  legislation 

Will  have  been  made  by  our  great  nation, 

Brought  into  being  as  a  measure 

All  white  men  North  and  South  can  treasure. 

Since  God  has  shown  the  black  man's  station 

Is  one  of  service,  no  white  nation 

Should  think  of  placing  blacks  in  pow'r 

To  rule  o'er  whites  for  e'en  an  hour; 

And  had  the  people  of  the  North 

Felt  well  toward  the  white  folks  South, 


38  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

This  act  of  folly  and  disgrace 

Would  never  have  been  given  place. 

And  now,  since  negro  voting  brings 

No  good  at  all,  but  evil  things, 

The  Northern  Blue  and  Southern  Gray 

Should  act  together  right  away, 

In  legislation  good  and  wise, 

And  take  from  blacks  our  great  franchise ; 

And  let  us  have  a  white  man's  nation, 

With  only  white  man's  legislation. 

If  negroes  want  to  have  their  sway 

And  legislate  from  day  to  day, 

They  have  a  land  across  the  sea, 

Where  negro  rule  is  wholly  free. 

Sometimes  they  kill  and  eat  each  other ; 

A  father,  mother,  sister,  brother, 

O'er  there  may  make  a  pot  of  meat 

A  savage  black  king  loves  to  eat. 

But  what  is  that  compared  with  pow'r 

To  legislate  each  day  and  hour, 

And  show  the  world  the  negro  mind 

Can  lead  the  wisdom  of  mankind? 

O,  what  a  chance  our  blacks  behold, 

If  able  to  a  nation  mold, 

And  civilize  their  own  blood  kin, 

And  turn  them  from  the  ways  of  sin, 

And  wisely  legislate  and  rule 

Without  the  white  man's  guiding  school, 

As  many  whites  among  the  Blue 

Most  clearly  thought  our  blacks  could  do ! 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  29 

Yet  blacks,  when  left  to  rule  and  reign, 
The  savage  state'  are  sure  to  gain ; 
And  since  great  God  foretells  their  place, 
It  can't  be  changed  by  mortal  race. 
The  white  folks  of  the  Sunny  South 
Know  negroes  better  than  the  North, 
And  know  it  was  bad  legislation 
Made  negro  voters  in  our  nation; 
And  if  the  Blue  will  help  the  Gray, 
Through  legislation  of  our  day, 
Get  rid  of  this  disturbing  flaw 
In  our  great,  fundamental  law, 
The  negro  problem  will  be  solved, 
And  all  the  trouble  it  involved 
Will  be  a  thing  forever  past, 
And  peace  will  settle  down  to  last. 
Then  people  of  the  North  will  find 
They  did  not  know  the  negro  mind 
A.nd  passed  an  Act  the  most  unwise 
In  giving  blacks  our  great  franchise. 

O,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

Behold  the  wonders  of  our  day. 

The  great  advancement  of  the  hour 

In  ev'ry  kind  of  thing  and  pow'r ! 

Our  minds  have  learned  to  rise  and  stray 

Along  the  great,  white  Milky  Way, 

And  pass  beyond  sun  after  sun 

To  realms  of  systems  just  begun. 


30  The  Bluk  and  the  Gray. 

The  wisdom  of  the  present  age 

Is  far  beyond  the  dreams  of  sage 

That  lived  when  Adam's  race  was  new 

And  learned  men  were  verv  few. 

God  makes  his  changes  surely,  slowly ; 

We  must  be  patient,  meek,  and  lowly, 

And  wait  the  time  that  God  has  set 

To  bind  the  nations  by  the  net 

That  under  God  we  now  are  weaving 

To  hold  the  nations  back  from  grieving 

O'er  wars  and  troubles  caused  by  might, 

Instead  of  seeking  for  the  right. 

For  God  has  told  in  Revelation 

That  he  will  build <6kft*Christian  nation, * 

The  fifth  great  empire  of  the  world, 

And,  with  the  flag  of  truth  unfurled, 

Will  rule  in  ev'ry  land  and  clime 

Until  the  end  of  earthly  time. 

And,  comrades  brave  and  comrades  bold, 

Our  nation  is  the  one  foretold 

Through  which  such  grand  results  shall  rise ; 

Our  world  shall  be  a  paradise. f 

So,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 

Our  nation  has  come  here  to  stay ; 

While  Father  Time  shall  hold  his  scythe, 

Our  nation  shall  exist  and  thrive. 


*  Daniel  prophesying  of  Christ's  kingdom  working  through 
human  agencies,  which,  I  think,  are  the  United  States  of  Amer- 
ica and  her  allies  in  principle,     f  The  Millennial  Age. 


The  Blue  a>:d  the  Gray.  31 

The  Spanish  War  and  Philippines 

Are  only  foretastes  of  the  means 

That  God  will  put  within  our  hands 

To  carrv  out  his  wise  commands 

And  things  foretold  in  Revelation 

About  the  one  great  Christian  nation 

Through  which  our  blessed  Lord  shall  reign 

A  thousand  years  in  peace,f  and  gain 

The  faith  of  Jews  and  all  Gentiles 

On  cultured  lands  and  lonely  isles. 

Now,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 
Since  all  our  strife  has  passed  away, 
And  all  is  peace  from  shore  to  shore, 
Our  States  united  as  before, 
Let  love  abound  from  gulf  to  lake, 
And  nothing  more  our  peace  shall  break. 
In  future  let  the  Bible's  light 
Completely  guide  us  in  the  right, 
And  let  the  fountains  of  our  love 
Resemble  those  which  flow  above ; 
And  when  we  homeward  wend  our  way, 
Let  mem'ry  fair  enshrine  this  day 
And  love  and  peace  go  hand  in  hand 
From  battlefields  all  o'er  the  land. 
And,  comrades,  let  us  always  tell 
Our  children  how  both  sides  fought  well 


*  The  Millennial  Age. 


32  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

And  stood  like  men  to  dare  and  do 

Their  best  for  what  they  thought  was  true. 

Some  wore  the  Blue,  some  wore  the  Gray, 

Because  men  differed  at  that  day; 

And  leading  men  resolved  to  fight 

And  settle  wrongs  by  act  of  might, 

Instead  of  trusting  legislation 

To  right  the  troubles  of  our  nation ; 

And  there  were  bad  men  on  both  sides, 

Which  is  the  case  in  all  divides 

Of  rjuman  beings  here  below — 

Divide,  and  Satan  has  a  show. 

John  Brown  men  at  the  frozen  North, 

All  filled  with  hatred  for  the  South, 

And  based  upon  an  institution 

Upheld  within  our  Constitution ; 

Aristocrats,  with  many  slaves, 

That  treated  poor  folks  much  like  knaves, 

Not  fit  to  live  among  the  grand 

Slave  owners  of  our  sunny  land ; 

Aristocrats,  with  mansions  fine, 

Where  no  poor  man  could  stop  to  dine; 

Aristocrats  that  sought  to  sway 

The  Southern  people  of  their  day 

Against  all  kinds  of  legislation 

To  wipe  out  slav'ry  from  our  nation. 

John  Brown  men,  and  aristocrats 

Had  much  to  do  with  all  the  acts 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  33 

That  brought  about  our  bloody  war 

And  all  destruction  near  and  far. 

O,  'twas  a  time  of  toil  and  trouble ! 

O,  'twas  no  little  moving  bubble 

Of  storm  cloud,  like  an  April  show'r — 

All  o'er  and  gone  within  an  hour ! 

It  was  a  great  and  woeful  blunder 

That  brought  about  our  cannon's  thunder 

And  desolation,  fire,  and  sword, 

That  must  have  grieved  the  blessed  Lord 

When  looking  down  from  realms  of  glory 

On  scenes  of  war  and  battles  gory. 

But  Blue  and  Gray  stood  band  to  band, 

All  heroes  of  a  common  land, 

And,  with  both  battle  flags  unfurled, 

Gained  admiration  of  the  world 

For  deeds  of  valor,  great  and  grand. 

So  both  as  monuments  shall  stand 

In  books  of  future  age  and  glory, 

In  scenes  of  future  rhymes  and  story. 

So,  when  we  end  this  blessed  day, 

Both  Blue  and  Gray  shall  go  their  way, 

Without  a  stain,  without  a  sham, 

A  loyal  troop  of  Uncle  Sam — 

All  bound  and  drawn  one  to  another, 

As  brother  loves  to  join  a  brother. 

The  brave  seek  always  for  the  right, 

And  only  need  Jehovah's  light 

To  guide  them  on  the  way  to  glory, 

According  to  the  Bible's  story. 


34  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

So,  comrades  Blue  and  comrades  Gray, 
We  here  will  end  this  soldier  lay : 
We  love  you  all,  and  wish  you  well, 
More  than  our  words  can  fairly  tell, 
And  wish  you  ev'ry  one  may  gain 
A  home  within  great  God's  domain — 
No  longer  Blue,  no  longer  Gray, 
But  all  in  white  at  judgment  day. 


SUCCESS. 


i. 

Success  attends  the  man  who  shows 
His  sense  by  paying  as  he  goes, 
And  sticking  closely  to  his  trade 
Through  morning  sun  and  ev'ning  shade. 

2. 

For  when  the  time  of  death  appears, 
He's  not  o'erwhelmed  by  business  fears- 
That  his  estate  will  squandered  be 
By  sheriff's  sale  and  lawyer's  fee. 

3- 

Success  is  not  a  thing  of  ease 
That  lies  around  loose,  as  you  please ; 
But  'tis  a  thing  requires  your  care 
From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year. 


The   Blub  and  the  Gray.  35 

4- 

Success  is  found  upon  the  farm, 
Where  judgment  keeps  all  things  from  harm, 
And  care  from  field  and  woodland  brings 
To  shelter  all  the  farming  things. 

5- 

The  merchant  courts  it  day  by  day, 
And  may  persuade  its  grace  to  stay 
With  him  as  long  as  modest  gain 
Will  satisfy  his  busy  brain. 

6. 

But  if  pure  greed  lead  him  away 
To  deal  in  futures  of  our  day. 
Success  will  pass  beyond  his  pow'r 
In  some  unseen,  disastrous  hour. 

7- 
Sometimes  you  see  it  riding  by 
With  Doctor  Jones  and  Lawyer  Bly ; 
But  if  you  go  to  where  they  live, 
Much  time  to  books  you'll  find  they  give. 

8. 

A  bov  that  exercises  care, 
And  tends  to  all  things  ev'rywhere, 
Will  make  a  good,  successful  man, 
One  who  will  do  all  good  he  can. 


36  The  Blub  and  the  Gray. 

9- 
'Tis  when  a  boy  gets  through  his  school, 
And  yet  is  not  a  puffed-up  fool, 
But  knows  he  has  to  work  to  live, 
Success  to  him  its  fruits  will  give. 


10. 

But  if  he  linger  round  the  inn 
And  drink  with  Satan's  hounds  of  sin, 
Success  will  never  stoop  to  dwell 
With  one  so  near  the  doors  of  hell. 


II. 

With  pretty  girls  success  is  found 
'Most  ev'rywhere  the  world  around ; 
And  yet  it  may  be  well  enough 
To  have  these  beauties  dip  less  snuff. 

12. 

Since  God  designed  the  marriage  state, 
'Tis  right  that  boys  and  girls  should  mate ; 
But  let  the  mating  be  the  kind 
That  love  and  wisdom  make  combined. 

13- 

And  that  there  be  no  cause  to  grieve, 
Let  not  a  girl  wear  on  her  sleeve 
Her  love  for  Richard,  Tom,  or  Joe, 
But  when  engaged,  then  let  him  know. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  37 

14. 

So -in  this  earthly  time  of  life 
Let  ev'ry  man  sustain  a  wife, 
And  ev'ry  wife  an  angel  prove, 
And  then  success  will  onward  move. 

15. 

To  be  successful  with  the  Lord 
You  must  attend  his  guiding  word, 
And  not  go  helter-skelter  led 
By  mortal  man,  alive  or  dead. 

16. 

God  must  be  first  and  all  in  all, 
And  human  theories  all  must  fall, 
From  those  the  pope  sustains  to-day 
To  all  of  modern  thought  and  sway. 

17. 
For  no  religion  'neath  the  sun 
Of  human  making — no,  not  one — 
Can  save  our  souls  from  hell's  abyss ; 
God's  plan  to  save  alone  does  this. 

18. 

So,  when  you  choose  to  seek  the  Lord, 
You  must  be  guided  by  his  word ; 
No  human  church  of  modern  sway 
Will  stand  the  test  of  judgment  day. 


38  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

19. 

But  sweet  success  attends  the  being 
That  daily  is  from  evil  fleeing 
Along  the  narrow  way  to  glory, 
According  to  the  Bible  story. 

20. 

But  woe  unto  the  human  soul 
That  starts  to  heaven  as  a  goal 
And  takes  a  byway  made  by  man, 
Instead  of  God's  own  saving  plan ! 

21. 

And,  hence,  success  is  ev'rywhere 
You  find  a  man  or  woman  dear 
Along  the  pathway  of  the  right, 
Amidst  the  thickest  of  the  fight. 


POLITENESS. 


1. 

Politeness  is  a  thing  of  beauty; 
To  use  it  is  a  mortal's  duty. 
'Tis  ne'er  too  soon,  'tis  ne'er  too  late, 
This  plant  of  grace  to  cultivate. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  39 

2. 

Politeness  pays  a  good  percentage 
And  shows  mankind  to  great  advantage  ; 
There's  nothing  else  so  blithe  and  fair, 
Of  all  the  pretty  things  we  wear. 

3- 

Politeness  helps  all  human  creatures 
To  show  our  best  designs  and  features, 
And  is  a  thing  so  sweet  and  bright 
'Tis  well  to  wear  it  day  and  night. 

4- 

Politeness  is  a  proof  of  neatness, 
A  certain  sign  of  love  and  sweetness; 
For  ev'ry where  we  find  this  grace 
We  look  upon  a  kindly  face. 

5- 
Politeness  is  a  means  of  gaining 
A  thousand  friends,  and  then  retaining 
The  love  of  all  that  learn  to  know 
We're  not  polite  for  sake  of  show. 

6. 

Politeness  is  always  a  blessing; 
'Tis  ne'er  a  thing  we  find  distressing; 
For  'tis  a  gem  that  goes  at  par 
In  times  of  peace,  in  times  of  war. 


40  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

7- 
Politeness  is  a  sheen  of  heaven, 
A  glory  God  to  man  has  given, 
Though  living  in  a  world  of  sin, 
To  wrap  our  daily  conduct  in. 

8. 

To  be  polite  to  God  above  us 
And  make  the  holy  angels  love  us, 
We  must  be  guided  by  the  word, 
The  Spirit's  double-edged  sword. 

9- 

To  be  a  Christian  worth  attention, 
One  worthy  of  a  handsome  mention, 
Requires  politeness  to  the  Lord, 
Which  is  observance  of  his  word. 

10. 

And  yet  we  have  denominations, 
Societies,  and  combinations 
In  church ;  church  fairs  and  stagelike  songs ; 
While  knowing  all  these  things  are  wrongs. 

II. 

O,  surely  all  these  human  actions, 
Though  proving  very  great  attractions, 
Show  impoliteness  to  the  Lord 
Because  not  sanctioned  by  his  word. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  41 

DEATH  IS  ON  OUR  TRACK. 


Let  these  few  lines  all  mortal  ones  remind 
That  death  is  on  onr  track,  not  far  behind ; 
Nor  is  there  any  chance  for  us  to  shun 
Its  cold  embrace,  though  fast  as  time  we  run ; 
For  Adam  lost,  by  sin,  the  means  to  save 
Our  mortal  bodies  from  an  earthly  grave. 
The  tree  of  life  was  wholly  free  to  man 
•  Until  transgression  placed  it  under  ban. 

But — God  be  thanked  ! — the  Lord  has  gone  before. 

In  human  form,  and  broken  death's  grim  door; 

The  resurrection  is  a  thing  assured, 

Since  Christ  as  man  our  human  death  endured. 

But  being  God,  as  well  as  of  our  race, 

Death  could  not  hold  him  in  its  cold  embrace ; 

Triumphant  o'er  the  unseen  state  he  rose, 

A  conqueror  of  all  our  mighty  foes. 

But  still,  while  thus  assured  we'll  live  again, 
Beyond  this  murky  vale  of  toil  and  sin, 
Our  lot  within  the  realms  of  boundless  time, 
Somewhere  amid  God's  universe  sublime, 
Depends  upon  the  choice  we  make  to-day, 
While  living  in  this  tenement  of  clay. 

For  though  our  spirits  come  from  God  above, 
Pure  as  the  angels  and  enshrined  with  love, 


42  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

When  grown  to  know  the  good,  the  evil  shun, 
'Tis  known  we  freely  into  evil  rim  ; 
Our  innocence  becomes  a  thing  of  yore, 
And  guilt  stands  guardsman  at  our  ev'ry  door. 

Why  is  it  thus?     Why  do  we,  one  and  all, 
So  soon  depart  from  innocence,  and  fall 
Into  the  ways  that  have  an  evil  trend, 
Since  God  gives  spirits  with  no  evil  bend? 

Ah,  'tis  the  wants  of  this,  our  house  of  clay; 

Our  fleshly  wants — they  cry  from  day  to  clay, 

And  never  cease  to  let  us  fully  know 

We  all  are  animals  while  here  below, 

And  that  our  danger  is,  the  flesh  may  lead 

Us  ever  in  the  ways  of  human  greed. 

So  that  our  spirits,  which  come  from  above, 

Are  here  in  flesh  to  show  what  things  we  love, 

Great  God,  the  Father  of  all  life  and  pow'r 

Existing  anywhere,  or  day,  or  hour; 

And  things  of  sweetness  God  has  freely  given 

To  angels  flying  in  the  midst  of  heaven  ; 

Sweet  things  of  earth,  that  God  has  loaned  to  stay 

With  spirits  in  the  flesh  till  judgment  day; 

Or  merely  things  the  flesh  delights  to  use — 

Such  evil  things  as  moral  minds  refuse, 

Such  things  as  make  us  mean  and  low  and  base, 

The  things  that  lead  to  darkness  and  disgrace! 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  43 

And  yet  to  please  the  flesh  seems  all  in  view 

Of  humankind,  except  the  very  few 

That  look  beyond  this  wilderness  of  tears 

For  life  as  angels  live,  and  endless  years ; 

But  still,  while  here  we  start  to  heav'n  or  hell, 

And  have  not  long  to  bid  our  friends  farewell. 

O,  then,  since  all  this  earthly  life  must  lose, 
How  foolish  not  the  heav'nly  life  to  choose, 
While  yet  the  time  to  us  is  called  "  to-day;  " 
While  yet  we  can  believe,  repent,  obey ; 
'While  yet  our  Savior  shows  his  smiling  face 
And  through  the  Bible  calls  the  straying  stranger 
To  come  to  him  and  save  his  soul  from  danger ! 

Christ  is  the  Way  by  which  we  climb  to  bliss ; 
To  do  his  will  can  ne'er  be  called  "  amiss." 
Hence,  let  us  cast  our  lot  with  God  on  high 
And  fix  to  leave  this  world,  where  all  must  die; 
For  Christ  came  down  from  heav'n  to  do  God's  will, 
The  cup  of  Heav'n-born  love  for  man  to  fill. 
And  make  a  plan  whereby  we  can  be  saved 
From  all  our  meanness  and  our  ways  depraved. 
God's  justice  can  be  satisfied  above, 
And  yet  our  sins  be  blotted  out  in  love, 
By  means  of  Christ,  the  Way  to  heav'n  and  glory, 
According  to  the  blessed  Bible  story. 
Salvation  from  the  shameful  course  of  wrong 
And  restoration  to  God's  heav'nly  throng, 


44  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

From  which  our  spirits  came  when  we  were  born, 

Pure  as  the  ether  and  bright  as  the  morn, 

Is  what  God's  plan  of  saving  souls  has  done 

For  ev'ry  loving  and  obeying  one. 

Tis  wonderful  to  men  of  wisest  age — 

Yes,  wonderful  to  earth's  sublimest  sage ; 

E'en  angels  wonder  at  the  heav'nly  plan 

Of  God  to  save  the  sinful  race  of  man, 

Brought  low  by  fleshly  wants  that  know  no  rules, 

But  make  our  spirits  be  their  willing  tools ; 

And  could  we  fly  throughout  the  realms  above, 

No  greater  proof  we'd  find  that  God  is  love 

Than  this  same  plan  to  save  our  human  race 

From  sins  unending,  and,  foretold  disgrace. 

O,  mortals,  let  us  heed  the  gospel  call 
And  get  in  shape  to  leave  this  earthly  ball ! 
God  draws  us  by  his  blessed  plan  of  grace ; 
To-day  we  may  behold  his  smiling  face, 
Through  faith,  if  we  will  but  his  words  obey 
That  start  us  forward  on  the  great  highway. 
O,  sinners,  let  us  all  at  once  comply! 
We  can  if  we  will  now  resolve  to  try ; 
Adopted  children  of  our  God  we'll  be, 
Assured  of  life  through  all  eternity. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  45 

THE  PROBLEM  OF  ORIGIN. 


O,  mortal  man  of  Adam's  sinful  race, 
Behold  the  wond 'rous  things  before  thy  face — 
The  earth  below,  with  all  its  varied  show ; 
The  heav'n  above,  with  countless  scenes  aglow ! 

Materiality  is  all  in  motion, 
And  rest  within  its  bound'ry  has  no  portion ; 
For  onward,  onward,  is  the  law  of  spheres, 
As  onward,  onward,  rolls  the  tide  of  years. 

O,  mortal  man,  canst  thou  presume  to  trace 
Whence  came  these  wond'rous  things  displayed  in 

space? 
Whence  came  the  star  suns  that  bedeck  the  sky? 
Whence  came  the  planet  worlds  that  roll  on  high  ? 
Whence  came  the  mighty  hosts  of  heav'n  and  earth? 
Where  is  the  fountain  head,  their  place  of  birth? 
DM  law  of  chance,  from  unseen  mystic  lore, 
Produce    these    wond'rous    things    from    unknown 

store? 
Or  did  an  ancient,  minute  protoplasm 
Evolve  them  all  by  lapse  of  time  or  spasm, 
As  infidels  of  modern  day  and  thought, 
Like  fools,  themselves  have  so  believed  and  taught: 

O,  mortal  man,  let  not  thy  judgment  stray 
From  Revelation's  golden  truths  away 


46  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

To  feed  upon  the  husks  of  foolish  doubt 
And  drift  as  chaff  before  the  winds  about, 
As  do  the  thoughts  of  infidels  so  wise 
They  cannot  read  God's  handwrite  in  the  skies ; 
For  reason  leads  thy  soul  from  earthly  sod 
And  solves  the  problem  by  revealing  God, 
The  author  of  the  starry  hosts  of  heav'n, 
The  source  of  all  the  good  to  man  is  giv'n. 


PAY  AS  YOU  GO. 


i. 

The  Bible  teaches  not  to  owe, 
But  pay  for  all  things  as  you  go, 
And  keep  in  readiness  to  die, 
And  go  to  live  with  God  on  high. 

2. 

How  few  this  earthly  life  improve 
And  by  their  daily  conduct  move 
Along  the  highway  of  the  right 
That  leads  to  realms  of  endless  light ! 

4- 

The  millions  of  our  humankind 
Seem  wholly  of  a  worldly  mind, 
And  act  as  though  they  had  a  show 
To  live  forever  here  below. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.       47 

3- 

While  death  is  sure  and  life  is  short, 
And  mortal  man  has  no  resort 
To  shun  the  change  that  Adam's  sin 
Brought  on  himself  and  all  his  kin. 

5- 

So,  mortal  man,  why  do  you  act 
As  though  you  did  not  know  the  fact 
That  you  must  soon  lie  down  and  die 
And  give  account  to  God  on  high? 

6. 

'Tis  wise,  therefore,  to  live  aright, 
Already  fixed,  both  day  and  night, 
To  leave  this  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
So,  mortal  man,  pay  as  you  go. 


ECONOMY. 


A  reckless,  foolish,  careless  spending 
Will  bring  a  woeful,  direful  ending 
To  all  weak  mortals  'neath  the  sun. 
Just  give  them  time  their  race  to  run; 
The  end  is  bound  to  be  the  same, 
If  running  like  our  head  lines  claim. 


48  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

MORALITY. 


i. 

To  be  a  human  is  a  blessing, 

If  life  of  sin  be  destitute ; 
But — O  ! — how  sad,  how  all  distressing, 

To  be  a  human,  yet  a  brute ! 

2. 

There  is  a  life  above  the  level ; 

'Tis  not  beyond  the  reach  of  man  ; 
And  yet  we  mostly  serve  the  devil, 

Instead  of  doing  what  we  can. 

3- 

The  greatest  failure  and  disaster, 
Of  all  mistakes  while  here  below, 

Is  failure  to  have  served  the  Master, 
And  in  such  state  to  judgment  go. 


KEEP  OUT  OF  COURT. 


i. 

Keep  out  of  court,  keep  out  of  court ! 
Let  lawing  be  your  last  resort. 
Just  arbitrate  or  compromise ; 
To  do  so  is  both  good  and  wise. 


The  Blue  and  ihe  Gray.  49 

2. 

Two  farmers  had  a  fearful  row 
About  a  little  brindle  cow; 
They  lawed  by  night,  they  lawed  by  day, 
They  lawed  their  substance  all  away. 

3- 
One's  name  was  "  Bills  ;"  the  other's,  "  Macks ;" 
Their  lawyers  stood  behind  their  backs 
And  urged  them  on  to  bite  and  scratch, 
While  there  was  money  in  the  match. 

i 

4- 

And  then  they  laughed  and  said :   "  What  fools 
These  farmers  are,  to  be  our  tools 
And  go  to  law  and  have  a  row 
About  a  little  brindle  cow !  " 


TO  MY  DAUGHTER,  MAUD. 


Let  thoughts  untrue  from  you  be  driven, 
And  let  your  love  to  me  be  given, 
Since  I  have  ever  truly  striven 
To  turn  from  you  all  earthly  sorrows 
And  bring  for  you  all  sweet  to-morrows 
And  lead  you  straight  along  the  narrows 


50  The   Blue  and  the  Gray. 

Of  this  old  earth  to  find  its  bowers, 

All  kissed  with  sunshine,  washed  with  showers, 

Bedimmed  with  tears,  bedecked  with  flowers — 

A  resting  place,  a  passing  dwelling, 

Wherein  our  acts  are  ever  telling 

Our  Maker  what  we  are,  and  swelling 

The  record  sheet  of  our  probation 

That  shadows  forth  our  destination, 

Our  banishment  or  sweet  salvation. 


LETTER  TO  MOTHER. 


My  aged  mother,  dear,  behold ! 
To-day  I'm  two  and  fifty  old. 
How  short  the  course  of  mortal  breath- 
To-day,  its  birth;  to-morrow,  death! 

While  you  are  going  on  before 
To  be  with  Jesus  evermore, 
I  day  by  day  come  on  apace, 
Rejoicing  in  the  Christian  race. 

How  fast  the  time  appears  to  fly 
To  aged  folks,  like  you  and  I ! 
To  backward  look,  how  short  it  seems 
When  I,  a  boy,  had  golden  dreams 
Of  future  days  and  future  joys, 
Beyond  the  age  of  little  boys — 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  51 

Among  the  hosts  of  weak  and  strong; 
Amid  the  surging  of  the  throng 
Of  human  souls  in  mortal  forms; 
Amid  the  sunshine  and  the  storms 
Of  life  upon  this  earthly  ball, 
Where  Satan  tries  to  catch  us  all ! 

How  short  the  time  appears  to  me 
When  I  was  dandled  on  your  knee 
And  listened  to  the  tales  you  told 
About  the  mighty  men  of  old — 
Goliath,  with  his  wond'rous  spear ; 
Young  David,  bold,  who  knew  no  fear, 
And  killed  the  giant  with  a  sling, 
And  soon  became  a  reigning  king; 
Of  Jesus  Christ,  who,  from  the  skies, 
Came  down  to  banish  from  our  eyes 
All  tears  and  grief,  and,  by  and  by, 
To  take  us  home  with  him  on  high ! 

And  later  in  my  boyish  days 
I  well  remember  father's  praise 
Because  I  loved  to  read  and  store 
My  mind  with  what  had  gone  before. 

And  how  I  used  to  kindly  plead 
To  teach  our  colored  folks  to  read, 
And  had  my  doubts  from  time  to  time 
As  whether  slav 'ry's  not  a  crime. 


52  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

And  how  Aunt  Pol.,  the  preacher's  wife, 
As  long  as  she  had  earthly  life, 
Said  I  a  preacher,  too,  would  be, 
And  spread  the  holy  gospel  free. 

And  how  I  scaled  the  hills  with  ease, 
And  shot  the  game  in  mountain  trees, 
And  with  my  heavy  rifle  gun 
Had  lots  and  lots  of  boyish  fun. 

And  when  the  war  came  on  apace 
Through  strife  about  the  colored  race, 
Just  how  I,  like  a  little  fool, 
Became  a  soldier  and  quit  school. 

It  may  be  well  to  never  grieve 
O'er  things  not  best,  we  can't  relieve ; 
But  those  four  years  in  war's  array 
Seem  wholly  lost,  or  thrown  away. 

But  in  the  course  of  future  years — 
Sometimes  in  joy,  sometimes  in  tears — 
I'll  work  for  Jesus  and  his  cause 
And  keep  upholding  moral  laws. 

So,  mother,  when  your  life  is  o'er 

And  you  have  reached  the  golden  shore, 

Remember,  I  am  in  the  race, 

With  heav'n  the  goal  before  my  face. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  53 

That  death  and  Hades  can't  deter, 

Nor  in  the  least  cause  me  to  fear, 
Since  Christ,  the  Lord,  has  gone  before 
And  opened  ev'ry  closed  door. 


TO  MY  SPIRIT  SELF. 


i. 

O,  my  immortal  spirit, 

That  within  me  lives,  and  thinks,  and  loves,  and 
hates, 
And  flies  upon  the  pinions 

Of   sweet    thought   to    heaven's   own    e'erlastiag 

gates, 
Behold  the  world  of  mortals ! 

My  companions  on  the  road  to  heav'n  or  hell 
Are  careless  of  their  future, 

And  for  earthly  joys  their  souls  to  Satan  sell. 

2. 

Now,  I  would  save  these  brethren 

From  the  endless  woes  of  hell's  unseen  abyss ; 
And,  with  the  help  of  Jesus, 

"What  poor  mortal  can  refuse  a  work  like  this? 
I  see  a  way  before  us 

That  no  evil  being  can  begin  to  close; 
So  let  us  preach  the  gospel, 

Though  old  Satan  and  all  hell  itself  oppose. 


54  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

3- 

For  angels  are  beholding 

How  we  Christians  bearourselves  while  here  below 
And  joyfully  reporting 

All  the  Christlike  deeds  along  our  paths  we  sow. 
Then  let  us  work  for  Jesus 

And  lay  up  our  stores  within  the  bank  above  ; 
For  there  they  will  not  canker, 

But  will  last  forever,  shielded  by  God's  love. 


CHURCH   SINGING. 


1. 

The  Bible  shows  that  we  should  sing, 
And  that  with  sense  and  human  zeal, 

Sweet  praises  to  the  Lord,  our  King, 
And  what  we  sing,  fail  not  to  feel. 

2. 
Some  say  we  must  not  use  an  aid 

To  guide  the  pitch,  or  tone,  of  song; 
If  use  of  instruments  be  made, 

Such  use  is  wrong,  most  clearly  wrong; 

3- 

While  others  say  an  instrument 

Is  but  a  means  of  help  to  man, 
And  there's  no  sense  in  banishment 
Of  using  any  good  we  can. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  55 

4- 
Now,  when  the  brethren  sing  a  song 

And  start  it  from  an  organ  tone, 
Am  I  to  say  they're  doing  wrong 

Because  such  plan  is  not  my  own  ? 

5- 
Or  can  they  sing  a  song  too  well 

When  singing  words  to  God  above  ? 
And  must  they  shun  the  grandest  swell 

Of  mortal  tongues  in  praise  and  love? 

6. 

"  O,  surely  not !  "  we  all  exclaim. 

"  Give  God  the  best  we  have  in  store, 
The  sweetest  lays  the  human  frame 
Can  sound  aloud  the  old  world  o'er." 

7- 
Hence,  use  of  means  to  sing  with  ease 

And  lift  the  voice  in  lovely  tone 
Is  no  infringement,  if  you  please, 

Of  any  blessed  scripture  known. 

8. 

The  Lord  expected  men  of  minds 
To  use  their  judgment  day  by  day, 

Since  there  are  means  of  many  kinds 
To  help  us  forward  on  our  way. 


56  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

9- 

Some  walk  by  light,  some  blindly  feel ; 

Some  show  great  zeal,  some  hardly  try ; 
Yet  Jacob's  God  has  set  his  seal 

That  sinful  man  must  do  or  die ; 

10. 

Must  act  according  to  the  light 

The  word  of  God  makes  known  to  man, 
And  not  as  seems  to  mortals  right, 

Because  some  love  a  human  plan. 

ii. 

Now,  God  has  left  us  pow'r  to  use 
An  aid  when  heav'nly  songs  we  sing, 

Or  not,  as  we  may  freely  choose, 
As  did  the  chosen  people's  king. 

12. 

What  matters  it,  just  so  we  cry 

With  trust  within  the  Master's  name? 

If  round  we  move  or  prostrate  lie, 
Will  not  the  prayer  be  all  the  same  ? 

13- 
Where  God  has  left  us  free  to  choose 

This  way  or  that  to  do  his  will, 
No  mortal  man  should  dare  refuse 

To  leave  us  in  this  freedom  still. 


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14. 

Some  things  are  fixed,  and  can't  be  changed ; 

And  some  are  left  to  human  plan. 
Since  God  our  lot  has  so  arranged, 

Beware,  O  you,  contentious  man ! 

15. 

To  make  one's  views  upon  this  theme 

Of  Christian  fellowship  a  test 
Is  selfishness  in  the  extreme, 

Beast-in-the-manger  act  at  best. 

16. 

The  only  view  that  common  sense 

Can  fully  hold  and  recommend, 
Is  either  way  shall  recompense 

All  who  to  God  sweet  praises  send. 

i7- 

But  if  an  instrument  you  use 

To  guide  the  heav'nly  tones  of  praise, 

Do  not  this  liberty  abuse 

By  singing  like  theater  slaves. 

18. 

For  God  looks  at  the  heart  of  all ; 

He  knows  our  thoughts  in  speech  or  song. 
His  church  is  no  theatric  hall; 

To  make  it  such  in  wholly  wrong. 


58  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

MY  MOTTO. 


I. 

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Pay  as  you  go  "  is  my  motto. 

It  helps  me  when  I  plow  and  sow, 
It  helps  me  when  1  reap  and  mow, 

It  helps  me  ev'rywhere  I  go. 

2. 

Pay  as  you  go  "  is  my  motto. 
It  helps  me  keep  a  full  supply 
Of  merchandise  the  people  buy ; 

For  cash  makes  orders  come,  you  know 


3- 
"  Pay  as  you  go  "  is  my  motto ; 

For  crops  may  fail  for  want  of  rain, 

And  trade  may  fail  to  show  a  gain, 

And  debts  from  hills  to  mountains  grow. 

4- 
"  Pay  as  you  go  "  is  my  motto. 

It  saves  the  homes,  the  farms,  the  stores, 

From  blighting,  eating,  business  sores — 

The  debts  that  never  cease  to  grow. 

5- 
"  Pay  as  you  go  "  is  my  motto. 

It  helps  me  in  all  things  of  life, 

And  may  save  rations  for  my  wife, 

Should  I  be  first  to  God  to  go. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  59 

A  BIBLE  RIDDLE. 


I. 

Great  God  made  Adam  out  of  earth, 
But  ere  this  time  our  kind  had  birth ; 
Hence,  we  were  made  before  the  man, 
According  to  the  heav'nly  plan. 

2. 

And  living  creatures  we  became, 
But  Adam  did  not  give  our  name ; 
And  yet  a  great  and  thinking  mind 
Was  once  within  one  of  our  kind. 

3- 

And  when  from  thence  that  mind  was  parted, 

We  all  remained  as  when  first  started ; 
And  though  we  travel  night  and  day, 
We  always  with  our  mother  stay. 

4- 

Now,  mortal  man,  can  you  declare 

What  kind  of  living  things  we  are? 
In  Holy  Writ,  this  side  the  middle, 
You'll  find  our  name  that  solves  this  riddle. 

5- 
Go,  search  the  Scriptures  day  and  night, 

And  learn  from  them  just  what  is  right; 

For  there  you'll  find  a  plan  is  giv'n 

To  save  you  Adamites  in  heav'n. 


60  The  Blue  and  the  Gray, 

6. 
Adopt  the  plan  as  God  intended, 
And  let  your  actions  be  amended; 
If  we  had  such  a  plan  for  bliss, 
We  surely  would  not  act  amiss. 

Yours  truly, 


Find  out  what  animals  we  are. 

SOLUTION. 

You  are  the  fish  species : 

1.  Because  fishes  were  made  before  dry-land  ani- 
mals. 

2.  Because  Adam  named  only  dry-land  animals. 

3.  Because  the  great  mind,  Jonah,  was  once 
placed  within  a  fish. 

4.  Because  fishes  all  remained  as  formerly,  when 
Jonah  became  separated  from  the  fish. 

5.  Because  fishes  swim  day  and  night  in  the  wa- 
ters, yet  always  stay  with  their  mother,  as  "  the 
waters  brought  forth." 

6.  Because  fishes  are  mentioned  in  Holy  Writ 
this  side  the  middle. 

Now,  I  thank  you,  dear  fishes,  for  so  testing  the 
biblical  knowledge  of  people.  If  you  had  spirits  to 
save  and  intelligence  to  guide  and  a  plan  of  sal- 
vation, I  think  you  would  more  generally  obey  it 
than  do  human  beings. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  61 

THE  WORLD  IS  FULL  OF  INFIDELS. 


The  world  is  full  of  infidels,  to  some  extent, 
And  yet  by  saying  so,  no  harm  to  them  is  meant ; 
It  is  their  good  that  makes  us  here  this  truth  pro- 
claim 
And  offer  Bible  words  to  clearly  prove  the  same. 

2. 

Paul    says    things    of    the    flesh    are    "  strivings," 

"  lusts,"  and  "  sects ;  " 
Hence  all  denominations  are,  in  some  respects, 
Sins    of   our    fleshly    minds,    condemned   by   Holy 

Writ ; 
If  you  believe  Paul's  words,  you   can't  in  scctdom 

sit. 

3- 

God,  in  John's  Revelation,  has  to  us  foretold 

About  one  great  apostate  church  God  saw  from  old, 
With  many  daughters  fair,  yet  harlots  all  the  same ! 
If  you   believe  John's   words,   how  can  you   share 
their  shame? 

4- 

The  world  is  full  of  infidels,  to  some  extent, 
And  yet,  by  saying  so,  no  harm  to  them  is  meant ; 
We   wish  to  save  these  mortals  from  the  endless 

night 
By  taking  all  the  Bible,  walking  in  its  light. 


62  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

'TIS  SWEET. 


i. 

When  all  my  trials  of  the  day 
•    Are  gone  and  night  has  come, 
'Tis  sweet  to  prostrate  lie  and  pray 
To  God,  the  Holy  One. 

2. 

And — O  ! — how  sweet  it  is  to  know 

He  hears  my  whispered  love, 
Though  I  am  here  so  far  below 

The  highest  heav'n  above ! 

3- 

'Tis  sweet  to  know,  so  sweet  to  know, 

He  loves  me  as  his  child, 
And  makes  his  good  things  round  me  flow, 
Like  zephyrs,  sweet  and  mild. 

4- 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  God  loved  me  so, 

He  sent  his  onlv  Son 

J 

To  fix  a  way  that  I  may  go 
To  heav'n  when  life  is  done. 

5- 
"Tis  sweet  to  trust  God's  guiding  hands ; 

'Tis  sweet  for  him  to  live, 

To  heed  all  teachings  and  commands 

His  Holy  Scriptures  give. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  63 

6. 

'Tis  sweet  to  love  him  with  a  love 

That  makes  it  sweet  to  pray ; 
'Tis  sweet  to  know  his  home  above 

Will  be  my  home  some  day. 


MANKIND. 


O  mortals  all,  bear  well  in  mind 
The  vast  importance  of  mankind; 
Somewhat  beneath  angelic  bands, 
Yet,  ruling  all  terrestrial  lands, 
As  kings  and  queens  upon  the  earth, 
Made  so  to  reign  from  time  of  birth 
In  Eden's  land,  from  times  of  old, 
As  we  in  God's  own  book  are  told : 
The  grandest  workmanship  that  Heaven 
Has  to  all  earthly  regions  given. 

Mankind  with  minds  so  like  the  Maker, 
That  nothing  lowly  can  be  greater ; 
With  pow'r  to  range  in  mental  sway 
Along  the  great  white  milky  way ; 
And  pass  beyond  sun  after  sun, 
To  realms  of  systems  just  begun. 

Yes,  pass  on  high  to  realms  of  light, 

Where  day  ne'er  ends,  where  comes  no  night ; 


64  The  Blur  and  the  Gray. 

Where  angel  bands  in  glory  fly 
Throughout  the  boundless  God-built  sky, 
On  tours  of  mercy,  tours  of  love, 
Proceeding  from  God's  throne  above, 
And  reaching  all  celestial  space, 
With  God's  sweet  providence  and  grace. 

Mankind  with  pow'r  to  rule  and  sway 
A  world,  until  the  judgment  day; 
When  we  must  give  account  to  Heaven, 
Of  how  we've  used  this  pow'r  God  given. 

So  let  us  rule  the  world  in  love, 
And  imitate  great  God  above, 
Who  sends  his  sunshine  and  his  show'rs 
On  Just  and  urj'just,  at  all  hours  ; 
Thus  giving  all  a  chance  for  glory, 
If  we  will  heed  the  Bible's  story, 
And  turn  from  Satan's  combinations, 
Of  wicked  men  and  wicked  nations, 
And  live  with  God's  elected  band 
Of  pilgrims,  on  this  earthly  land. 

Mankind  with  minds  so  great  and  grand, 
That  all  our  race  should  understand, 
That  we  are  kin  to  God  of  heaven, 
And  should  therefore  our  actions  leaven 
With  righteousness,  and  holy  love, 
All  imitating  deeds  above, 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  65 

So  God  will  hold  us  in  his  hand, 

And  by  his  pow'r  cause  us  to  stand 

Triumphant  on  that  dreadful  day, 

When  "  heaven  and  earth  "  shall  pass  away, 

And  all  things  of  an  earthly  kind, 

Will  be  by  flames  of  fire  refined. 

Mankind  with  pow'r  in  mind  to  roam 
Throughout  God's  vast  celestial  home, 
Or  house  of  many  mansions  bright, 
All  shining  with  the  brilliant  light 
Of  million  millions  suns  of  glory, 
Made  known  in  astronomic  story; 
Revolving  round  the  great  white  throne 
Of  heaven's  King,  to  us  made  known 
In  Bible  teachings,  'bout  our  race, 
And  God's  omnipotence  and  grace. 

Mankind  with  pow'r  some  time  to  reach 
The  joys  of  heavjn,  that  good  men  preach  ; 
Through  love  of  Christ,  the  Lord  of  glory, 
Revealed  to  us  in  Bible  story. 

For  God  above  loved  us  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  earth  to  tell 
Us  how  to  live,  and  how  to  die, 
To  fit  our  souls  to  live  on  high, 
And  fly  with  all  the  heav'nly  bands 
Of  angels,  through  celestial  lands, 


66  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

From  age  to  age,  from  time  to  time, 
Forever  'mid  that  heav'nly  clime 
Of  beauty,  sweetness,  love,  and  glory, 
Foretold  to  us  in  Bible  story. 

O  who  would  not  a  human  be ! 
With  such  grand  prospects  as  we  see 
The  Bible  holds  before  our  face, 
Through  God's  unending  love  and  grace ; 
If  we  will  but  his  children  be, 
All  clothed  with  God's  salvation  free. 
Salvation  wrought  for  all  mankind, 
By  God's  own  Son,  of  heav'nly  mind  ; 
Who  came  down  from  the  realms  above 
To  show  our  race  that  God  is  love, 
And  wants  us  all  to  live  on  high, 
When  these  poor  mortal  bodies  die. 

O,  then,  how  precious  is  mankind, 
Made  by  the  great  and  all-wise  Mind, 
A  little  lower  in  creation 
Than  that  most  grand,  exalted  station 
Of  heav'nly  angels  round  the  throne 
Of  King  Immanuel,  our  own  ! 

So  let  us  all,  without  delay, 
Seek  out  the  one  straight  narrow  way, 
That  leads  from  earth  to  lands  of  glory, 
According  to  the  Bible  story. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  67 

THE  PLAN  OF  SALVATION. 


All  glory  to  great  God  in  highest  heaven, 
Peace  on  the  earth,  good  will  to  men,  be  given ; 
For  unto  man  through  God-'s  great  love  and  favor 
Is  born  to-night  in  Bethlehem  a  Savior. 

So  sung  the  angels,  when  the  blessed  Jesus, 
The  promised  seed,  Immanuel — God  with  us — 
Was  born  on  earth,  to  be  the  King  of  glory, 
And  save  us,  as  made  known  in  Bible  story.* 

Long,  long!  mankind  had  trusted,  hoped,  and  waited, 

The  faith  of  some  may  have  become  abated, 

Yet  in  the  fullness  of  the  time  appointed 

God  sent  his  Son,  the  blessed  Lamb  anointed 

To  be  a  sacrifice  for  ev'ry  sinner, 

And  let  the  plan  of  Heaven  be  a  winner 

Of  souls  to  God,  and  everlasting  glory, 

Foretold  by  prophets  in  the  Bible  story.* 

Four  thousand  years  before  this  blessed  singing 
Was  heard  above  the  hills  of  Canaan  ringing, 
God  promised  man,  the  seed  of  Eve  our  mother 
Should  bruise  the  serpent's  head,  and  then  recover 
The  lost  estate  of  man,  by  Adam's  falling, 
And  by  his  sin  his  race  henceforth  enthralling 
With  death  of  body,  since  the  tree  left  standing 
'Mid  paradise,  was  drawn  from  man's  commanding. 

*  "  Bible  Story  "—the  Bible. 


68  The  Blue  and  the  Gray, 

Sweet  tidings  of  a  promise  long  delayed, 
When  by  a  puny  mortal  man  surveyed ; 
P3ut  when  beheld  by  God,  the  King  of  space, 
Four  thousand  years  are  but  a  small  embrace 
Of  time,  to  bring  about  so  great  a  plan 
As  God's  salvation  for  the  race  of  man ; 
Conceived  before  this  grand  old  earth  was  made, 
If  not  before  our  solar  worlds  were  laid. 
A  plan  so  deep,  far  reaching,  grand,  and  wise, 
It  called  forth  wonder  'mid  the  lofty  skies, 
Among  the  hosts  of  great  angelic  bands 
Forever  dwelling  in  celestial  lands. 

What  was  the  plan,  the  uninformed  inquires, 
That  fills  the  scales  of  justice,  and  desires 
Of  God  for  righteousness,  throughout  all  space, 
Mankind  the  object  of  this  special  grace? 

Most  wondrous  is  the  answer,  when  'tis  told 
Or  written  in  characters  bright  as  gold  ; 
For  'tis  no  less  a  thing  among  the  glories 
Revealed  to  man  in  blessed  Bible  stories, 
Than  that  the  Father  of  the  realms  above, 
Was  for  mankind  so  filled  with  holy  love, 
He  gave  his  one  begotten,  only  Son 
To  die  a  sacrifice  for  sin,  as  one 
Of  us  the  guilty,  and  by  this  one  way, 
God  can  forgive,  and  justice  still  hold  sway. 

Such  was  the  plan,  our  human  souls  to  save, 
And  bring  our  bodies  from  an  earthly  grave, 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  69 

Since  Satan  in  the  earthly  paradise 
Caused  Mother  Eve  to  wish  to  be  as  wise 
As  gods,  thus  knowing  good  and  evil  too, 
Perhaps  she'd  better  know  just  what  to  do; 
x\nd  hence  she  ate  of  that  forbidden  tree, 
And  took  to  Adam,  that  they  both  might  see 
How  wise  they  would  as  gods  at  once  become  ; 
And  thus  the  devil's  handiwork  was  done. 

God  had  foreseen  that  this  would  all  take  place, 

Or  could  take  place,  since  by  his  love  and  grace 

Mankind  and  angels  are  all  left  to  take 

The  way  of  righteousness,  with  heav'n  the  stake, 

Or  way  of  evil,  with  its  certain  ending 

In  banishment,  from  heav'n  to  hell  descending. 

Four  thousand  years  the  plan  was  under  way, 
The  place  was  fixed,  and  God  foretold  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  should  blend  in  one  God- 
man, 
Man's  Savior,  in  the  wondrous  God-made  plan. 

The  uninformed  may  ask,  and  want  to  know 
If  all  these  things  related,  are  just  so ; 
What,  then,  became  of  all  who  lived  and  died 
Before  the  Lamb  of  God  was  crucified? 

The  answer  is  at  hand,  and  tends  to  show 
How  little  scripture  such  weak  mortals  know ; 
For  while  there  is  but  one  great  plan  to  save 
The  soul  from  hell,  the  flesh  from  endless  grave, 


70  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

Three  dispensations  of  the  one  great  plan 
Were  given  to  the  fallen  race  of  man. 

The  first  was  for  the  patriarchs  of  old, 
And  all  the  world  for  ages,  just  one  fold 
Of  God's  believers,  trusting  in  the  seed 
Of  Eve  to  come  and  save  from  human  greed 
To  know  the  things  the  Lord  had  not  revealed, 
And  had  for  reasons,  kept  from  man  concealed; 
With  sacrifice  of  lambs,  bulls,  one  by  one, 
All  shadows  of  the  Lamb  of  God  to  come ; 
Yet  blood  of  bulls  and  lambs  could  not  remove 
The  sins  of  worshipers,  but  was  to  prove 
Their  faith  and  trust  in  God's  appointed  Savior 
To  come  in  later  years,  through  God's  favor, 
And  worshipers  before  the  Savior  came 
Were  by  this  plan  accepted,  all  the  same. 

The  second  dispensation  was  for  Jews, 
And  based  upon  the  same  delightful  news 
That  God  had  promised  man  a  mighty  Savior, 
Because  he  chose  to  grant  mankind  this  favor. 

Why,  then,  was  made  this  second  dispensation, 
Made  only  for  one  special  chosen  nation  ? 
The  uninformed  again  are  apt  to  ask, 
To  tell  them  is  no  Herculean  task. 

Know,  then,  O  mortal  men  of  worldly  greed, 
Too  full  of  worldly  gains,  God's  Book  to  read ; 
That  God  chose  Abraham,  by  God's  own  favor 
Through  whom  to  trace  the  great  redeeming  Savior. 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  71 

Hence  all  the  Jews  in  time  became  a  nation, 
Fulfilling  this  most  grand,  exalted  station. 
And  while  salvation  was  through  one  great  plan, 
Then  resting  on  God's  promise,  made  to  man  ; 
By  Jewish  worship,  God  arranged  to  show 
In  figures,  better  things  of  God  to  flow 
To  man,  when  God's  anointed  One  has  come ; 
When  all  appointed  worship  shall  be  one. 
Hence,  from  the  Jewish  worship  we  may  learn, 
Through  types  and  shadows,  things  that  now  con- 
cern 
All  men  of  God  alike ;  for  ev'ry  nation 
Must  now  obey  the  Christian  dispensation. 
No  longer  Jew,  no  longer  Gentile  man, 
But  all  are  one,  according  to  God's  plan, 
Long,  long !  in  promise,  made  both  good  and  true, 
But  now  it  is  a  fact,  for  me,  for  you, 
And  ev'ry  one,  in  ev'ry  distant  nation, 
Past  things  forecast  the  Christian  dispensation. 

Again  the  uninformed  will  want  explained 
The  Christian  world,  as  now  by  sects  estranged. 
One  sect  says  this,  another  that,  is  right, 
And  all  the  sects  are  in  one  shameful  fight 
To  spread  and  build  their  own  peculiar  bands, 
In  spite  of  God's  well-known  revealed  commands. 
Great  God  foresaw  these  things  from  days  of  old, 
And  hence,  this  state  of  things  is  all  foretold. 
Before  Christ  comes  again,  there  was  to  be, 
As  Paul  has  plainly  told,  a  great  apostasy. 


72  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

And  John  describes  a  great  apostate  band, 

That   claims   to  be   God's  church,  throughout  our 

land, 
With  many  daughter  bands,  and  each  lays  claim 
To  be  the  church  of  God;  sects  all  the  same. 
Of  course  to  uninformed,  this  is  a  stumper, 
And  makes  for  Satan's  cause,  a  mighty  bumper ; 
And  yet  with  ease  we  all  God's  church  may  find, 
If  led  by  truth,  and  not  by  biased  mind. 

Know,  then,  O  mortal,  who  has  passed  the  gates 

Of  all  the  human  sects,  with  silvered  plates 

Upon  their  doors,  to  publish,  claim,  and  hold 

To  be  God's  churches,  from  the  days  of  old ; 

That  God  foretold  just  where  his  church  should  rise, 

And  spread  among  all  nations,  'neath  the  skies. 

Jerusalem,  in  Canaan's  blessed  land, 

Was  chosen,  and  by  Christ's  made-known  command, 

God's  church  could  not  at  all  elsewhere  begin, 

Because  to  disobey,  would  be  a  sin. 

So,  then,  if  you  can  find  a  church  beginning 

At  old  Jerusalem,  and  henceforth  winning 

Men's  souls  to  God  by  telling  them  of  Jesus, 

The  promised  One,  Immanuel — God  with  us — 

Just  like  apostles  told  the  heav'nly  news, 

Be  seated,  mortal,  'mong  its- blessed  pews. 

So  when  a  preacher  says  to  you,  "  O,  brother, 
Is  not  one  church  of  God  good  as  another  ?  " 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  73 

Say,  "  Yes,"  of  course ;  but  ask  him  to  behold 

The  prophecy  of  God,  through  John  of  old, 

That  one  great  harlot  church  will  surely  rise, 

Before  the  Lord's  return  from  heav'nlv  skies, 

"  With    many   daughters   fair,   yet   harlots    all   the 

same," 
And  whether  he  is  sharing  not  their  shame? 
And,  brother,  you  will  down  him,  if  he  share 
A  man-made  part  of  sectdom,  here  or  there. 
For  Paul,  you  know,  in  holy  writ  declares, 
Among  some  other  wicked  things  and  snares 
Are  parties ;  and  he  wrote  these  words  to  guide 
Against  apostasy,  and  human  pride. 

So  when  a  preacher  comes  around  your  way, 
And  claims  for  God  to  measure  and  survey; 
If  he  to  God  be  only  good  and  true, 
He'll  measure  from  Jerusalem  for  you. 
But  if  he  set  his  compass  down  at  Rome, 
His  hearers  should  at  once  start  out  for  home. 
And  should  he  measure  from  some  modern  town, 
His  hearers  should  most  kindly  ask  him  down. 
To  measure  well  is  certainly  an  honor ! 
Start  out,  therefore,  with  God's  beginning  corner. 
How  can  a  preacher  work  for  God  of  heaven, 
Unless  he  works  the  way  that  God  has  given? 
No  other  way  than  God's  one  way,  is  right, 
No  difference  what  the  preachers  say,  in  spite. 
Of  course  denominations  love  their  own, 
And  by  denominations  seeds  are  sown, 


74  The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

That  make,  sustain,  and  build  and  foster  sects, 
And  yet,  the  preachers  wear  these  party  specks. 
They  will  not  preach  against  the  party  spirit, 
But  many  teach  that  parties  are  of  merit ; 
So  if  one  fail  to  like  the  Catholics, 
The  English  Church  may  suit  his  politics. 
Church  membership  seems  but  a  thing  of  station 
With  most  of  men ;  they  act  as  though  each  nation 
Could  make  its  own  religion,  like  its  laws, 
As  though  God  had  no  hand  in  such  a  cause. 
Yet  prophecy  will  be  fulfilled  in  time, 
And  God's  own  church  united  and  sublime, 
Through   Christian   pow'r,   the  world   will   rule    in 

peace ; 
And  then  religious  sects  will  slowly  cease. 

According  to  the  preachers  of  our  day, 
God  sent  them  all  to  show  the  narrow  way ; 
And  yet,  they  differ  widely  in  their  teaching, 
Most  clearly  having  human  guidance,  preaching; 
While  God's  Book  shows  that  truly  called  to  save, 
Preach  only  what  the  Holy  Spirit  gave. 
So  there  is  no  worse  slander  flying  round, 
Than  God  approves  of  all  religions  found 
Among  denominations  of  our  day, 
From  Popedom  down  to  nasty  Mormon  way. 
Old  Satan  has  no  doctrine  in  our  land, 
And  being  given  out  from  preaching  stand, 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  75 

That's  worse  than  these  false  words  of  many  preach- 
ers, 
Not  fit  to  live,  and  much  less  fit  for  teachers, 
"  That  God  has  built  the  churches  of  our  day, 
So  ev'ry  man  can  have  his  own  sweet  way." 


CREATION. 


In  ages  unrevealed  and  known  to  none 

Except  the  great  Elohim,  Godhead,  one 

In  pow'r  and  action  through  all  empty  space, 

Before  there  ever  was  a  world,  or  race 

Of  beings,  other  than  the  great  First  Cause, 

Elohim — God,  the  source  of  nature's  laws, 

Revealed  to  us  as  three  at  work  as  one; 

Creation  was  conceived,  and  then  begun, 

By  God  the  Father,  and  by  God  the  Son,* 

And  God  the  Holy  Spirit,  three  as  one 

In  all  creation,  great  and  grand  and  wise, 

Beginning  he'nifj  of  the  heav'nly  skies; 

And  all  things  that  exist  in  distant  space, 

The  worlds,  the  suns,  the  bright  angelic  race  ; 

This  world  of  ours  with  mountains,  hills,  and  plains, 

In  fact,  all  things  the  universe  contains. 

Admit  existence  of  an  all-wise  Pow'r, 

From  all  time  past  to  now,  our  own  sweet  hour. 


The  Son  under   the  Christian    dispensation,   hnt  the  Lord 
Jehovah  at  the  time  of  creation. 


76       The  Blue  and  the  Gray. 

And  ev'rything  existing  in  all  space 

Can  be  accounted  for  through  pow'r  and  grace 

Of  God,  the  great  and  self-existent  Cause 

Of  all  creation,  and  existing  laws. 

All  matter  could  in  time  have  flown  away 

From  God,  as  microscopic  mite  or  ray 

Of  light  flies  off  from  ev'ry  flaming  sun 

For  ages,  yet  with  pow'r  as  first  begun ; 

Or  as  effusive  odor  from  the  trees 

Is  wafted  sweetly  on  each  passing  breeze. 

For  ev'ry  form  of  living  structure  throws 

In  space  a  substance ;  and  that  of  the  rose 

Will  make  a  nice  and  delicate  perfume, 

And  hence,  our  reason  says,  we  may  presume 

That  matter  is  an  essence  from  the  Pow'r 

Of  all  life  forms,  from  ages  to  this  hour. 

Our  mighty  God  the  universe  created, 

But  nowhere  in  his  Book  is  it  related 

He  made  it  out  of  nothing.     Human  creatures 

With  judgments  very  much  beneath  their  features 

Have  taught  this  folly  of  the  unbelieving 

Their  own  misguided  minds,  themselves  deceiving. 

All  life  requires  a  form  of  living  structure, 
And  ev'ry  life  must  have  a  plan  of  nurture, 
And  ev'ry  nurtured  thing  in  God's  creation 
Throws  matter  out  in  space,  an  emanation 


The  Blue  and  the  Gray.  77 

From  out  itself,  this  is  the  rule  prevailing", 
The  bark  of  God  must,  then,  by  it  be  sailing, 
And  God  is  no  exception  to  his  ruling, 
All    things,   then,    came    from    God,    must    be    our 
schooling. 


THE  SPHERES. 


O  mortal  man  of  swiftly  passing  years, 

Lift  up  your  head,  behold  the  heav'nly  spheres, 

In  motion  all,  ten  thousand  thousand  moving  trains 

Amid  the  endless  cycles  of  our  God's  domains. 

All  heav'n  ablaze!  ten  thousand  thousand  orbs  of 

light ! 
That  guide  all  righteous  spirits  in  celestial  flight ; 
While    earth  beneath   this  mighty  starry   work   of 

God, 
Shoots  forth  ten  thousand  thousand  beauties  from 

its  sod 
Which  clearly  God's  sublime  existence  demonstrate, 
In  spite  of  atheistic  thought,  and  demon  hate  ; 
For  ev'ry  blade,  and  ev'ry  leaf,  we  may  conceive 
To  be  a  witness,  God  exists,  as  we  believe. 


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Will  you  come  while  the  light  from  the  Bible  shows  the  way, 

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'Tis  to  love  him  as  God  and  obey; 
Earthly  life  is  but  short,  and  it  quickly  flies  away, 

Will  you  come  to  the  Lord  while  you  may? — Chorus. 


All  the  brethren  are  waiting  to  welcome  mortals  home, 
And  the  Bridegroom  and  Bride  both  say  come; 

Dangers  lurk  all  around  while  you  sinners  longer  roam, 
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That  around  us  in  beauty  abound ; 
And  to  fashion  our  lives  by  the  orders, 

In  the  midst  of  the  Bible  are  found. 
Let  us  count  on  our  lives  as  eternal, 

For  'tis  only  the  body  that  dies  : 
And  the  pow'r  of  the  Serpent  infernal, 

Holds  us  not  from  a  home  in  the  skies. 


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Home  of  the  True. 

3. 

Let  us  look  far  beyond  our  surroundings  ; 

To  the  realms  of  the  bright  angel  race  : 
And  in  thought  fly  away  through  the  soundings, 

Of  the  ocean  of  God's  endless  space. 
Let*us  lay  up  on  high  all  our  treasure, 

Where  the  moth  and  the  rust  don't  consume ; 
For  'tis  there  we  may  live  on  forever, 

In  the  glory  of  heavenly  bloom. 

4. 

All  the  joys  of  this  earth  are  as  vapor, 

Which  the  rays  of  the  morning  dispel ; 
But  the  Lord  has  extended  his  favor, 

And  invites  us  to  heaven  to  dwell. 
Hence,  we  all  should  accept  God's  salvation, 

And  should  make  not  a  longer  delay ; 
But  attend  on  to-day's  invitation, 

And  set  out  on  the  straight  narrow  way. 

5. 

Therefore  come  to  the  Christ,  blessed  Jesus, 

Take  his  yoke,  learn  of  him,  be  at  rest; 
For  his  yoke  is  a  gem  that  should  please  us, 

'Tis  the  key  to  the  realms  of  the  blest. 
Hear  !  O  hear!  heaven's  call  sinful  mortal, 

Do  not  cast  such  a  jewel  away  ; 
For  you  may  enter  death's  awful  portal, 

Ere  the  dawn  of  another  bright  day. 

6. 

Should  you  live  all  the  days  you  can  hope  for, 

Still  the  time  of  departure  is  nigh  ; 
And  this  life  must  be  counted  a  failure, 

If  you  be  not  prepared  when  you  die. 
For  the  Lord  has  a  plan  of  salvation, 

'Tis  the  gift  of  the  Father  we  love ; 
And  this  world  is  a  place  of  probation, 

Since  the  Home  of  the  True  lies  above. 


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2. 

Dangers  great  are  all  around  me, 

Satan  wants  me  led  astray; 
But  the  ever  blessed  Bible, 

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On  right  hand,  on  my  left  hand, 

Satan V  by-ways  are  in  view  ; 
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Keeps  me  in  the  pathway  true. 

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In  the  Way. 


4. 


Looming  brightly  far  before  me, 
In  my  mental  visions  lie  ; 

Mansions  lovely,  mansions  holy, 
Mansions  for  me  in  the  sky. 


5. 


Onward  !  onward  1  upward  !  onward  ! 

Be  the  watch -words  of  my  soul ; 
Never  falter,  never  waver, 

In  the  struggle  for  the  goal. 


6. 


Jesus,  Master,  I  am  coming  ! 

Watch  me,  help  me  day  by  day  ; 
Satan  cannot  stop  my  running, 

While  I  journey  in  the  way. 


In  the  way  then  Master  keep  me, 
Ever  in  the  blessed  way  ; 

Save  me  from  the  traps. oi  Satan, 
Planned  to  lead  my  soul  astray. 


8. 

Help  me  love  thee,  help  me  serve  thee, 
Help  me  watch,  and  help  me  pray  ; 

Help  me  Master,  ever  help  me, 
Help  me  onward,  in  the  way. 


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Lay  of  the  Church  in  the  "Wilderness. 

2. 

In  mountains  and  caverns,  for  years  I  must  bide, 
While  flood  of  the  dragon,  rolls  on  in  its  tide ; 
The  bride  of  the  Saviour,  is  driven  to  share, 
The  home  of  the  wild  goat,  and  cave  of  the  bear. 

And  cave  of  the  bear. 


Religious  confusion,  o'ershadows  the  land, 
And  soul-traps  of  Satan  are  baited  at  hand ; 
The  army  of  midnight,  is  fighing  for  sway, 
And  angels  of  evil  are  leading  the  way. 

Are  leading  the  way. 


Old  Satan  as  martial,  is  guiding  the  van, 
With  cunning  deception,  and  wisely  laid  plan  ; 
To  capture  the  soldier,  of  even  the  Lord, 
On  duty  unguarded,  unarmed  with  the  word. 

Unarmed  with  the  word. 


Confusion  confounded  !  is  raging  abroad, 
Confession  !  opinion  !  and  multiplied  fraud  ; 
Supplanting  the  Scriptures,  as  given  to  man, 
And  calling  attention,  to  humanized  plan. 

To  humanized  plan. 

6. 

The  simple  old  gospel,  as  spoken  by  Paul, 
No  longer  suffices,  to  satisfy  all ; 
And  human  inventions,  around  me  abound, 
And  little  true  worship,  remaining  is  found. 

Remaining  is  found. 


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<ay  of  the  Church  in  the  "Wilderness. 


Contention  and  hatred,  are  running  at  large, 
Old  Satan  has  preaching,  at  Babylon's  charge ; 
While  soldiers  of  Jesus,  are  lonely  and  sad, 
Surrounded  and  hounded,  by  all  that  is  bad, 

By  all  that  is  bad. 

8. 

And  wolves  in  sheep's  clothing,  have  entered  the  fold, 
Mere  hirelings  of  Satan,  just  working  for  gold  ; 
Not  loving  the  brethren,  not  heeding  their  needs, 
But  causing  divisions,  and  wranglings  and  creeds. 

And  wranglings  and  creeds 

9. 

While  other  weak  mortals  are  honestly  blind, 
And  working  for  Satan,  with  body  and  mind  ; 
In  building  inventions,  constructed  of  sand, 
Just  human  devices,  that  never  can  stand, 

That  never  can  stand. 

10. 

As  touching  religion,  each  clan  loves  its  own, 
And  seeds  of  divisions,  by  preachers  are  sown  ; 
While  tares  of  the  Devil,  out  number  the  wheat, 
And  strive  for  a  level,  with  Christians  to  meet, 

With  Christians  to  meet. 

11. 

The  scarlet  dressed  woman,  is  riding  the  beast, 
Her  daughters  are  having,  a  mighty  love  feast; 
And  Satan  is  laughing,  much  pleased  with  himself. 
For  laying  true  worship,  away  on  the  shelf. 

Away  on  the  shelf. 


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Lay  of  the  Church  in  the  Wilderness. 

12. 

The  blood  of  the  martyrs,  from  mountain  and  glen, 
Is  calling  for  vengeance,  on  wicked  church  men  ; 
"Who  make  it  a  business,  of  killing  the  true, 
As  visions  of  Patmos,  foretold  they  would  do. 

Foretold  they  would  do. 

13. 

And  visions  of  Patmos,  predicted  the  shame  ! 

That  murders  by  thousands,  would  come  in  the  name  ; 

Of  Christian  religion,  through  going  astray, 

From  heaven's  own  teaching,  the  one  narrow  way. 

The  one  narrow  way. 

14. 

How  long  shall  that  monster,  Paul's  bad  man  of  sin, 
Remain  in  the  temple,  of  God  among  men  ? 
How  long  shall  the  nations,  obey  him  as  God? 
How  long  shall  he  trample,  the  rights  of  the  Lord? 

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15. 

Time,  times  and  a  half  time,  the  answer  is  told, 
By  prophets  in  visions,  God  gave  them  of  old  ; 
So  I  will  return  from  my  hiding  away, 
When  rule  of  the  dragon,  has  had  its  last  day. 

Has  had  its  last  day. 


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Yes,  morning  is  dawning,  just  over  the  way, 
And  darkness  is  Hying,  away  from  the  day  ; 
True  soldiers  of  Jesus,  are  calling  aloud, 
Away  with  confusion,  come  out  from  the  crowd. 


Unite  on  the  Bible,  and  honor  the  Lord, 
By  being  a  soldier,  as  taught  in  his  Word  ; 
Just  simply  a  Christian,  like  brethren  of  old, 
Opposing  division,  among  the  Lord's  fold. 


Preach  only  the  gospel,  as  spoken  by  Paul, 
No  added  amendments,  can  satisfy  all  ; 
And  every  endeavor,  at  work  of  this  kind, 
Is  aiding  confusion,  and  blinding  (he  blind.  • 


90 

Lay  of  the  Church  out  of  the  Wilderness. 


Besides  the  old  gospel  is  good  as  it's  old, 
And  needs  no  amendments,  to  make  it  pure  gold, 
As  coined  by  the  Master,  it  can't  be  improved, 
And  saves  all  the  mortals,  who  by  it  are  moved. 


Away  with  your  wranglings,  away  with  your  names, 
Away  with  your  tanglings,  and  other  like  shames  ; 
Unite  on  the  Bible,  the  creed  of  all  creeds, 
And  show  your  religion,  by  doing  good  deeds. 

7. 

All  loving  the  brethren,  because  you  are  kin, 
And  rescued  by  Jesus,  from  Satan  and  sin  ; 
Rejoicing  together,  a  host  of  the  Lord, 
Sustaining  each  other,  as  children  of  God. 

8. 

All  working  for  Jesus,  with  motives  of  love, 
All  guided  by  wisdom,  revealed  from  above  ; 
While  angels  beholding,  the  trend  of  your  way, 
Before  you  see  coming,  the  glory  of  day. 

9. 

0  children  of  Jesus,  of  every  known  name, 
Come  out  of  confusion,  be  brethren  the  same; 
No  one  for  Apollos,  and  no  one  for  Paul, 
But  each  one  for  Jesus,  and  God  be  for  all. 

10. 

'Tis  Satan  who's  teaching  confusion  to  man, 
And  causing  division,  and  wrangling  and  clan ; 
The  Master  of  heaven,  one  highway  has  laid, 
But  willy  old  Satan,  the  by-ways  has  made. 


91 


Lay  of  the  Church  out  of  the  "Wilderness. 

11. 

The  plan  of  salvation,  you  have  as  a  gift, 
Come  !  take  its  provisions  without  a  makeshift ; 
The  highway  to  heaven  is  narrow  and  straight, 
And  entered  by  mortals,  through  only  one  gate. 

12. 

So  children  be  watchful,  and  armed  with  the  word, 
And  walk  by  the  gospel,  the  torch  of  the  Lord; 
The  by-ways  of  Satan,  let  others  pursue, 
The  old  ivay  of  Jesus,  for  Christians  will  do. 

LAY  OF  THE  CHUECH  OUT  OF  THE  WILDEENESS. 


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The  Land  I  Love  and  its  King. 

2. 

The  King  thereof  is  good  and  wise, 
His  law  upholds  the  lofty  skies ; 
And  from  his  throne  extends  afar, 
And  guides  the  outmost  twinkling  star: 
Controls  each  world,  and  makes  it  run, 
Around  its  own  appointed  sun  : 
He's  Lord  of  heav'n  he's  Lord  of  earth, 
He  gave  to  all  creation  birth. 

3. 

The  universe  is  all  his  own, 
And  all  that  is,  to  him  is  known  ; 
His  righteous  eye  sees  all  that's  done, 
In  heav'n  or  hell,  on  world  or  sun  : 
There's  not  a  thought,  there's  not  a  word, 
Indulged  by  man,  by  God  unheard ; 
The  softest  breathings  of  the  soul, 
To  him  as  peals  of  thunder  roll. 

4. 

At  his  command  the  angels  fly, 
Throughout  the  endless  star  lit  sky  ; 
And  even  to  this  mundane  sphere, 
They  come  and  help  us  year  by  year  : 
Amid  the  sunshine,  'mid  the  gloom, 
They  watch  us  journey  to  the  tomb, 
And  if  in  Christ  our  race  we  end, 
Their  shouts  of  joy  to  heav'n  ascend. 

5. 

0  how  I  long  to  dwell  on  high, 

And  leave  tins  world  where  all  must  die; 

Up  there  it's  life,  eternal  life, 

But  here  it's  death,  and  woe  and  strife. 

Help  me  O  Lord  to  act  aright, 

And  save  me  from  eternal  might. 

Protect  me  while  on  earth  I  mam, 

And  when  thou  will,  0  take  me  home. 


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2  We  can  trust  in  the  Lord  our  Saviour, 
Who  made  these  worlds  ; 

For  he  came  down  to  earth  from  heaven, 
To  make  our  peace  with  God : 
And  suffered  in  our  stead, 
Saying  to  human  souls. 
I  will  die  for  you. 

3  Who  can  love  with  a  love  that's  greater? 
We  all  answer  none  ; 

Than  the  Lord  proved  he  had  for  mortals, 
Upon  the  Roman  cross : 
Such  love  is  wonderful ! 
Wonderful !  wonderful ! 
And  is  heaven-born. 

4  Blessed  Lord  we  will  serve  you  ever, 

Yes,  through  all  time  ; 

Nothing  shall  come  between,  nor  sever, 

Our  hearts  from  Christ  sublime  : 

Who  came  down  from  the  skies, 

Saying  to  fallen  man, 

I  will  die  for  you. 


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I  This     world     is       not      the     land         I      love, 
\     It        lies        in      re  -  gions     far  a  -  bove; 


CHORUS. 


I  seek  a  home  in  glo-  ry :  )     ~    ,         .    ^    , 
Revealed  in  Bi-ble  Ito-ry.    J     ^W!   O  glo-  ry, 


Our  Saviour  came  from  realms  above,  To  take  us  home  to  glory. 

2  Lord  Jesus  came  and  showed  the  way, 

To  reach  his  home  in  glory ; 
And  asked  us  all  to  come  and  stay, 
And  live  with  him  in  glory. — Chorus. 

3  Come  sinners  come,  do  not  refuse, 

This  blessed  home  in  glory  ; 
Christ  loves  us  all   and  bids  us  use, 
His  own  sweet  home  in  glory. — Chorus. 

4  Come  let  us  walk  the  narrow  way, 

Tbat  leads  us  home  to  glory  ; 
This  way  is  plain  as  seen  to-day. 
Laid  down  in  Bible  story. — Chorus. 

5  The  Bible  is  the  blessed  light, 

Tbat  guides  us  home  to  glory, 
Then  let  us  read  it  day  and  night, 
While  on  our  way  to  glory.— Chorus. 

6  And  as  we  journey  day  by  day, 

To  reach  our  home  in  glory  ; 
Tell  all  our  friends  about  the  way, 
That  leads  us  home  to  glory. — Chorus. 


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The  Story  of  Eden. 

2. 

So  happy  were  these  mortals, 

That  God  himself  was  pleased  ; 
But,  old  Satan  came  with  falsehood, 

This  happy  pair  to  grieve : 
And  lying  did  deceive, 

So  they  were  led  awry, 
Eating  of  the  tree  forbidden, 

And  now  we  mortals  die. 

3. 

But  glory  to  Jehovah, 

Who  ne'er  forsakes  his  own  ; 
For,  at  once  he  gave  the  promise, 

A  Saviour  should  be  known  : 
And  mercy  should  be  shown, 

To  Adam  and  his  wife  ; 
Giving  mortals  hope  of  heaven, 

Beyond  this  earthly  life. 

4. 

This  promise  has  been  fulfilled, 

On  resurrection  morn  ; 
For,  Lord  Jesus  rose  triumphant 

O'er  Satan's  pow'r  and  scorn  : 
O'er  Death's  restraining  form, 

And  all  the  dead  shall  rise, 
Upward  from  the  earth  to  judgment, 

Amid  the  starry  skies. 

5. 

O  let  us  praise  our  Saviour, 

Who  loved  mankind  so  well ; 
That   he  came  down  from  the  heavens, 

To  save  our  souls  from  hell  : 
And  let  us  ever  dwell, 

On  worlds  of  light  and  love  ; 
Roaming  Eden,  heav'nly  Eden, 

God's  paradise  above. 


98 

THE  OLD  BALLAD  OF  ANNIE  LAURIE. 

Corrected,  and  one  new  stanza  added. 

1. 

Maxwelton's  banks  are  bonnie, 
Where  early  forms  the  dew ; 

And,  'twas  there  that  Annie  Laurie, 
Gave  me  her  promise  true : 
Gave  me  her  promise  true  ; 

Which  ne'er  forgot  will  be  ; 

And  for  bonnie  Annie  Laurie, 

I'd  lay  me  down  and  die. 


Her  brow  is  like  the  snow-drift, 
Her  throat  is  like  the  swan  ; 

And,  her  face,  it  is  the  fairest, 
That  e'er  the  sun  shown  on  : 
That  e'er  the  sun  shown  on; 

And  dark  blue  is  her  eye ; 

And  for  bonnie  Annie  Laurie, 

I'd  lay  me  down  and  die. 

3. 

Like  foot- steps  'round  the  dying, 
So  fall  her  fairy  feet ; 

And,  like  winds  in  summer  sighing, 
Her  voice  is  low  and  sweet : 
Her  voice  is  low  and  sweet ; 

She's  all  the  world  to  me  ; 

And  for  bonnie  Annie  Laurie, 

I'd  lay  me  down  and  die. 


Like  angels  live  in  heaven, 

So  dwells  she  on  this  earth; 
And,  her  goodness  like  a  leaven, 

Pervades  her  ev'ry  breath: 

Pervades  her  ev'ry  breath; 
There's  none  so  fair  to  see  ; 
And  for  bonnie  Annie  Laurie, 
I'd  lay  me  down  and  die. 

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MOTHER  IS  DEAD. 

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While  on  earth  we  were  together, 

There  was  love  between  us  two  ; 
And  the  deeds  I  did  for  mother, 

Were  the  things  I  loved  to  do. 

Fathers,  mothers,  sisters,  brothers, 

All  are  subject  to  be  lost; 
But  to  loose  our  precious  mothers, 

^••ems  to  hurt  us  mortals  most: 
Let  us  live  in  hope  of  meeting, 

All  our  lost  ones  gone  before  ; 
In  the  realms  above,  and  greeting, 

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When  the  birds  on  the  trees,  fill  the  wildwood  with  song ; 

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She  had  hair  that  was  flowing  in  long  curls  to  her  shoulders, 
While  her  face  was  aglow,  with  the  sparklings  of  glee  ; 

For  she  was  the  most  charming,  and  most  lovable  woman, 
That  it  ever  had  been,  his  good  fortune  to  see. — Chorus. 


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The  great  Creator  made  this  world, 

And  all  that  we  behold  ; 
And  placed  within  the  mountain  range, 

The  silver  and  the  gold. — Chorus. 

3. 

Our  fathers  made  our  coinage  low, 
And  when  the  work  was  done  ; 

It  proved  to  be  without  a  flaw, 
It  said  sixteen  to  one. — Chorus. 

4. 

But  in  the  course  of  father  time, 

The  money  power  bold  ; 
Secured  the  law  we  call  a  crime, 

And  made  our  measure  gold. — Chorus. 


103 

Sixteen  to  One. 


Andev'ry  thing  the  farmer  owned, 

At  once  began  to  fall  ; 
And  if  we  do  not  change  this  thing, 

The  rich  will  own  us  all. — Chorus. 

6. 

But  God  will  raise  us  up  a  man, 

Most  truly  good  and  bold ; 
And  when  we  make  him  President, 

We'll  get  the  law  of  old. — Chorus. 

7. 

We  made  a  fight  in  Ninety-six, 

And  with  a  mighty  hand  ; 
So  prick  your  flints  and  keep  in  fix, 

And  by  our  colors  stand. — Chorus. 

8. 

To  crucify  the  working  man, 

Upon  a  cross  of  gold  ; 
The  rich  have  vainly  formed  a  band, 

As  it  can  never  hold. — Chorus 

9. 

For  ev'ry thing  the  farmer  owns, 

Has  fallen  down  so  low  ; 
'Tis  hard  to  make  a  living  now, 

Behind  the  plowr  and  hoe. — Chorus. 

10. 

And  debts  are  hard  again  to  pay, 

In  corn,  or  wheat,  or  rye  ; 
Old  England  gets  two  bushels  now, 

For  what  one  used  to  buy. 


104 


Sixteen  to  One 
11. 

The  farming  man  is  slow  to  learn, 
That  he's  the  gold  man's  slave ; 

But  when  he  shall  the  truth  discern, 
He'll  dig  the  gold  man's  grave. — Chorus. 

12. 

This  fight  is  on,  and  on  to  stay, 

Until  the  masses  rule  ; 

Our  mighty  States  can  legislate, 
Without  a  foreign  tool. — Chorus. 

13. 

The  burden  of  protective  tax, 

That  benefits  a  class ; 
Can  never  bring  conditions  back. 

That  help  us  as  a  mass. — Chorus 

14. 

The  cause  of  all  depression  now, 
And  change  from  times  of  old  ; 

Is  rating  all  commodities, 
Alone  by  precious  gold. — Chorus. 

15. 

Corruption  reigns  throughout  our  land, 

Our  ballot  seems  for  -]ale  ; 
But  Democrats  will  take  a  stand, 

And  right  will  yet  prevail. — Chorus. 

16. 

For  Trusts  can't  run  this  government, 

While  working  men  can  vote  ; 
Just  now  they  have  their  gold  bug  hands, 

On  Uncle  Sammy's  throat. — Chorus. 

17. 

But  by  and  by  you'll  hear  the  cry, 
From  mountain,  hill  and  plain  : 

Vote  down  the  gold  bug  Octopus, 
And  let  the  people  reign. — Chorus. 


BIMETALISM. 

Music—"  YANKEE  DOODLE." 


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Note. — Words  to  abore  music  same  ;in  "Sixteen  to  One,"  only  add  on  sir,  to  end 
of  every  (second  and  fourth  line,  and  use  the  above  chorus.  Both  Bongs  are  so  long 
that  it  is  sufficient  to  uno  the  chorus  with  every  two  or  three  stanzas. 


106 


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107 

The  Gold  Bug. 
2. 

My  apple  trees  were  all  in  bloom, 

And  lovely  to  my  sight ; 
But  some  mean  bugs  soon  came  along, 

And  now  they  have  the  blight. — Chorus. 


My  cotton  fields  were  very  fine, 
'   Until  that  fatal  day  ; 
The  boll  worms  came  along  to  dine, 
And  settled  down  to  stay, — Chorus. 


Tobacco  plants  were  very  good, 

Their  leaves  were  broad  and  green  ; 

But  by  and  by  there  came  the  fly, 
And  now  the  stems  are  seen. — Chorus. 


I  plow  and  sow,  and  reap,  and  mow, 

Do  all  the  good  I  can  ; 
If  bugs  would  let  my  farm  truck  grow, 

I'd  be  a  useful  man. — Chorus. 

6. 

A  gold-bug  man  came  'round  one  day, 
And  said  he'd  lend  me  gold ; 

If  I  would  give  a  Deed  Of  Trust, 
Upon  my  land  to  hold.— Chorus. 

7. 

Now  while  I  am  somewhat  behind, 
I'll  skimp  and  try  to  save ; 

For  I  am  not  at  all  inclined, 
To  be  a  gold-bug's  slave.— Chorus. 


108 

A  FEW  GOOD  THINGS. 
Cunningham's  Ear  Ache  Cure. 

Take  warm  water,  half  gallon,  blood  warm;  and  gently 
throw  it  into  the  aching  ear,  holding  the  head  so  the  water 
can  run  out.  The  cure  is  certain  in  about  one  minute.  You 
do  this  with  a  soft  rubber  syringe. 

Cunningham's  Pile  Cure. 

Take  blood  warm  water,  half  a  gallon,  and  with  a  rubber 
syringe,  throw  the  water  into  the  lower  bowel,  and  discharge 
it  a  few  times  ;  and  the  patient  becomes  easy.  Then  take  an 
ounce  of  vasaline  and  mix  with  it  one  fourth  ounce  of  calo- 
mel, and  anoint  lightly  the  inflamed  parts.  Keep  up  this 
treatment  until  well. 

Cunningham's  Great  Health  Tonic. 

Take  one-eighth  of  an  ounce  of  Fowler's  Solution  of  Arsenic; 
one  fourth  of  an  ounce  of  powdered  Peruvian  bark,  one-fourth 
of  an  ounce  of  Carbonate  of  iron;  put  these  into  a  one  pound 
bottle,  and  fill  it  with  pure, undiluted, medical  alcohol.  Shake 
before  using.  Dose  before  meals — two  tea-spoonfuls  in  five 
times  as  much  sweetened  water. 

Cunningham's  Rheumatism  Cure. 

Take  half  gallon  good  ripe  Polk  berries,  cook  them  about 
twenty  minutes,  strain  and  sweeten  the  juice,  and  mix  it  with 
pure  alcohol  equal  parts.  Dose  one  to  two  table  spoonfuls 
before  meals. 


109 


Cunningham's  Catarrh  Cure. 

Take  blood  warm  water,  mildly  salt,  wash  your  face  in  it, 
and  snuff  it  up  your  nostrils.  Also  use  a  rubber  syringe  and 
wash  the  nasal  passages  with  warm,  salt  water  at  least  once 
every  twenty-four  hours.     Keep  up  this  treatment  until  cured. 


Cunningham's  Indigestion  Cure. 

First,  use  regularly  my  great  Health  Tonic  ;  then  keep  the 
liver  and  bowels  normal  by  using  at  night  one  or  two  Lapaetic 
Pillules.  And  if  you  have  Heart-burn,  use  Soda  Mint  Tab- 
lets. This  treatment  well  followed  will  cure  any  cureable 
case. 

To  the  Reader.— These  Prescriptions  are  worth  more  than  the 
price  of  this  book.  They  are  gems  of  value.  Do  not  hesitate  to  use 
them. 

Yours, 

Joe  A.  Cunningham. 


Do  you  want  "The  Blue  and  The  Gray?"  If  so  send  your 
order  to  the  author,  Joe  A.  Cunningham,  Nashville,  Term., 
care  of  The  McQuiddy  Printing  Co.  The  price  is  50  cents  sin- 
gle copy,  postage  prepaid.  By  the  dozen  £4.50,  the  purchaser 
pays  the  express.  By  lots  of  1,000,  $300  purchaser  pays  the 
freight.  If  you  want  a  traveling  agency  mention  what  states 
you  want  to  travel.  Agents  will  be  permitted  to  make  contract 
for  1,000  books,  and  have  100  shipped  out  at  a  time.  Cash  or 
check  must  accompany  all  orders.  Make  the  checks  payable 
to  my  Printers,  The  McQuiddy  Printing  Co. 

Yours  Truly, 

Joe  A.  Cunningham. 


110 


Are  you  a  merchant?  If  so  I  want  you  to  send  me  orders. 
I  have  been  traveling  commercially  for  30  years,  I  represent: 

1st.  The  W.  S.  Riddle  Notion  House  of  Nashville,  Tenn. 
One  of  the  cheapest  and  best  Notion  Houses  in  the  United  States. 
Our  prices  are  net  and  cut  down  from  regular  prices  about 
15%.     Address  your  orders  to  me,  and  the  envelope  to  the 
firm. 

2nd.  The  Rankin  &  Snyder  Hard-Ware  Co.,  of  Louisville, 
Ky.  One  of  the  very  best  Hard-Ware  Houses  in  the  country. 
Address  your  orders  to  me,  and  the  envelope  to  the  firm. 

3rd.  The  0.  K.  Stove  and  Range  Co. ,  of  Louisville,  Ky. 
One  of  the  very  best  establishments  of  this  kind  to  be  found. 
Address  your  orders  to  me,  and  the  envelope  to  the  firm. 

4th.  The  Cincinnati  Glass  and  Crockery  Co.,  of  Cincinnati, 
Ohio.  Of  all  places  in  the  United  States  to  buy  Queens- Ware 
and  Glass- Ware  in  open  stock,  this  firm  ranks  as  one  of  the 
very  best.  Address  your  orders  to  me,  and  the  envelope  to  the 
firm. 

5th.  The  Herkert  &  Meisel  Trunk  Co.,  of  St.  Louis,  Mo. 
One  of  the  best  Trunk  and  Valise  Factories  in  the  United 
States.  The  White  Trunk  and  Bag  Co.,  of  Nashville,  Tenn. 
One  of  the  cheapest  Trunk  Factories  it  is  possible  to  find. 
Address  your  orders  to  me,  and  the  envelope  to  the  firm.  Do 
you  ask  how  I  can  keep  up  with  so  many  lines?  The  answer 
is,  I  have  been  in  business  all  my  life  except  the  time  spent  in 
the  great  war,  and  have  learned  to  sell  anything  and  every 
thing. 

Joe  A.  Cunningham. 

Note.— 1  have  two  or  three  books  of  "  Lectures  on  Biblical  Sub- 
jects" to  follow  the  publication  of  the  "Blue  and  Gray:  "  the  first 

volume  is  ready  for  ray  printers. 

J.  A.  C. 


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112 

De  Cotton  Fields  Ar'  Ready  Now. 

2 

Our  Sarah  Jane  must  hab  a  dress, 

And  Mary  Ann  a  sacque  ; 
And  shoes  must  come  for  little  Bess, 

And  coat  and  pants  for  Jack. — Chorus. 

3 

Our  rmppa  Ben  must  hab  a  hat, 


And  mamma  needs  some  hoe*^- 
And  dar's  no  end  to  dis  and  dat, 
To  keep  us  all  in  clothes.— Chorus. 

4 

Our  meat  and  bread  supply  is  low, 

Our  coffee-can  is  light; 
So  darkies  do  not  work  so  slow, 

When  hunger  is  in  sight. — Chorus. 

5 
If  we  will  work  from  year  to  year, 

And  buy  a  little  farm; 
We  would  not  hab  so  great  a  fear, 

Dat  we  may  come  to  harm. — Chorus. 

6 

How  sweet  'twould  be  a  home  to  own, 

In  Dixie's  sunny  land; 
Dis  joy  to  us  may  soon  be  known, 

If  we'll  togeder  stand.— Chorus. 

7 

Our  pappa  Ben  and  little  Jack, 

Would  stay  less  time  in  town; 
To  such  a  home  dey'd  hurry  back 

And  pile  de  bought  things  down.— Chorus. 

8 
O  let  us  work  togeder  den, 

And  build  a  paradise; 
Widin  some  bright  and  flow'ry  glen, 

Beneaf  our  Southern  skies.— Chorus. 


